Three scoop cone
One scoop loneliness
One scoop apathy
One scoop sadness
Those are the only thing I feel lately
Oh
And a few sprinkles of happiness
I can't be completely pessimistic
Only three scoops please... I can't handle much more than that...
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Waving Through A Window
Poetry**While these poems reference suicide and self harm, they are in no way meant to promote it!! Read at your risk** When I look outside my window I don't get no peace of mind... Sequel: "Fading From Your Mind"
