Puddles forming on their feet,
So conflicted;
They turn to themselves.
What crept up to you will never be seen.
The so made indifference;
Soon turns to negligence.
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writing poems Cause Am Single
PoetryI felt like writing poems cause I thought it would help me feel better about myself. 6 sentences only
Puddle
Puddles forming on their feet,
So conflicted;
They turn to themselves.
What crept up to you will never be seen.
The so made indifference;
Soon turns to negligence.
