It is a bit masochistic
To want to feel it again, such sorrow to my fragile heart
To go back and savor the pain that lingers in my mind
To let it drown me a little bit longer while I try to fall asleep.
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Let It Drizzle
Poetrycollection of poems that define one's mind. A poem for some memory and throught that 'I' have. Though, would it really be that special if I said it's for my self....?
