I started to dance and sing again.
I needed it, I truly did.
I feel way better now.
I used so much of my time in writing sad stuff, while I was forgetting what I used to do when I needed to get everything out.
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PoetryMy mind is like a poisoned apple. From a simple glance, everything seems fine. But once you taste it, it becomes a whole different story. . . . Highest Ranking: [#66 in Poetry]