If there was a time wherein I could shut my eyes eternally, could I ask that the time be the moment my heart stops, awaiting for your return?
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ПоэзияAn expression or burst of emotions, a place of solace from suicide and depression. May be an art or a form of liberation-probably a loss of sanity driven from hungry memories; to understand and listen to the stories around us, a passion-driven delir...
