"and, for a brief moment, you came back. but it wasn't like an animal finding it's home. it wasn't a forever thing. it was more like a lightning strike, too fast to fully appreciate, remember, or capture, its here and then it's fine again, and you're left with nothing to prove it was even there at all, and all you have is the nagging question of whether or not it would come back again."
–10:44pm
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realities of a broken soul | poetry
PoesíaA collection of my private, most cherished poems. authors note: certain poems talk in relation to self harm or depression, including mentions of suicide. such poems are marked with an "(x)" in the chapter title.
