7:28 am, Wednesday, 10th May
it was new, the feeling of smiling and laughing my worries away.
it felt different and I liked it, although didn't last long.
I found a goodness within my chest in those few minutes
and perhaps I realised what exactly I had been missing out on.
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dysphoria
Poetrysilent pleas from a heart that's been tainted blue, a mind that ripples in constant turmoil and a mouth that remains shut //
