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grasp my soul
You spoke
and I did not hear the words
creaking from your lips.
I only heard my heart grasping
for more.
Pen or pencil?
𒐀 I'm a big pen person. I have always preferred them over pencils. Even in high school, I was often filling out tests & papers with pens.
May
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PoetryMELANCHOLY | Melancholy drips from my fingertips. Here, I will speak the sadness, the heartache, and the decaying for all the unspoken. Perhaps under this layer of melancholy, the girl I once knew still exists. First poetry collection i...
