when will i learn to stop putting my fragile hopes into other people's hands only for them to get crushed.
when will i learn to stop spreading around my web of dreams because every time someone blows on it,i silently mourn.
when will i learn?
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Inkables
Poetryhere is where the words get out,here is where i get to shout. [inkables isn't a real word so no you cannot use it in scrabble.also beware,lowercase is fully intended because it is very aesthetically pleasing.don't say i didn't warn you.]
