3:29 pm, Saturday, 10th June
there are emotions that puddle in my mind
reflecting the thoughts that patter against the surface of my skull.
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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 //
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3:29 pm, Saturday, 10th June
there are emotions that puddle in my mind
reflecting the thoughts that patter against the surface of my skull.
