ignore what i say
when i overthink
when the world looks
dark, cold, and bleakignore how i act
with my method of attack
so as not to be attacked by he
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Gypsy
Poetrya poetry collection "Gypsy souls aren't meant to stay in one place; they're meant to wander. I got tired, bored, and depressed in the place that I was at. Change was the only option. So I packed up my soul in a suitcase and left."
ignorance is not bliss
ignore what i say
when i overthink
when the world looks
dark, cold, and bleakignore how i act
with my method of attack
so as not to be attacked by he