They tell me toTurn down my music.
Yet they haven't figured out
That the music
Helps me breathe.
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Dark Minds
PoetryThe dark mind rises, Hair waving in the wind. The silhouette on the horizon, With no piece of light. This is the thoughts of a girl going through life one chapter at a time. All rights reserved Dark Minds @Grey-Quotations101 Currently writing...
Music
They tell me toTurn down my music.
Yet they haven't figured out
That the music
Helps me breathe.