There was a girl who wore too many sweaters and a boy who cared too much.
The girl liked shopping and hot drinks.
The boy liked mountains and rain.
The girl knew how to forget
The boy knew how to remember
The girl liked pinky swears and trees
The boy liked fire and books
The boy liked philosophy
The girl liked music
The boy bore emotions too deep. Rivers of pain. Fires of passion. Valleys of joy. Oceans of sadness. He loved. and,
he
hated.
The girl was bright like stars in the night. Sometimes she blinked out and faltered. Let the dark take her. She was so warm and
so
cold
He changed the world and she
saved
it
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Whispers--poems
PoetryMy dear, how do you deal with those things in your head? Poetry, prose, rhymes, free-style. Things I think that need to be said. Quick suicide/self harm/anxiety and depression trigger warning
