In the clouds
was where I found serenity.
It was bliss being away from everything deceased
in this world I'm living in.
— from a small voice inside my head.
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up in the clouds
Poetryshe felt trapped, or more likely she really was stuck wherever she was. writing poems was her escape out of the black hole she fell in through. whenever she wrote what she had to say and expressed what she had felt, it was almost like she was up in...
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In the clouds
was where I found serenity.
It was bliss being away from everything deceased
in this world I'm living in.
— from a small voice inside my head.
