A wave of melancholy crashed onto me. I was left nothing but debris and remains of the strong person I used to be.
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Saving Thoughts
PoetryA girl tossed and turned at 2am in the morning. She finally got up and told herself to save her thoughts so it wouldn't haunt her anymore.
196. Melancholy
A wave of melancholy crashed onto me. I was left nothing but debris and remains of the strong person I used to be.
