I will bathe myself in the comfort of my ink.
I will cover myself in words and patterns and grey flowers.
I will let the grey take over once more.
And this time,
I'm not fighting it.
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Sad Words Written Out of Context
Poetrysmall sad words and maybe sometimes some happiness and hope. this won't end until i have learnt how to love myself. then a new era will start. - hope y'all readers are okay if you need advice look at the last chapter.