For every fear
I had in me,
my words are silenced
by the backspace keyI try to type
what's in my heart
yet every sentence, a shot in the dark
out comes false words- my honesty ends, I give up and I press send.
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drafts of yesterday
PoezieA collection of poems // "I'm nothing but shambles and the words I can't write."
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For every fear
I had in me,
my words are silenced
by the backspace keyI try to type
what's in my heart
yet every sentence, a shot in the dark
out comes false words- my honesty ends, I give up and I press send.