ABYSMAL VOID
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is there a way to tell the feelings behind one's eyes? whenever i think i know, whatever i feel to be right— i'm told i'm closer to a void. you always told me it was fine.
slipping
falling.
can you hear it?
i think it's watching.
all the way down.
YOU ARE READING
BOTTLED STARDUST
Poetryೃ⁀➷ poetry/prose from the viewpoint of a mournful heart ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ ➤ story contains content relating to grieving and loss. thank you for reading ♡ 🏅#15 in poetry
