Here I am, phone in hand.
Yet everything feels bland.
Few of my thoughts land.
They just fall, like sandInto an endless pit.
Is this my summit?
This just can't be it
So I can't just quit.I must be something more.
Someday I'll find some lore.
Something to be proud for.
Soon some ideas will pour.
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ImmortalVirgo's Book of Poetry
PoetryThis is a collection of my poems, both new and old. From all accounts I've owned on wattpad, and random ones I've written on my own time.