The strong wind blew,
Trees dancing along,
Mind is bothered,
With the thought of you
And I finally knew,
I was never really loved,
All along.
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DYSPHORIA ➛〚 POETRY 〛
PoetryWords and lies, Told in a poetry, Buried inside, the heart ㅡ Of yours truly. Highest rank in POETRY: #58 - 09/13/2017 #62 - 09/12/2017 #66 - 09/10/2017
