I guess it's true
When they say
Overthinking kills.
Is that why I'm left,
Alone on the floor
Dead eyes looking up
Waiting for the finishing blow?
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The Unexpected
ŞiirA collection of poems about my life, my feelings, my thoughts, basically about me. It's the things I don't ever speak of but write down instead. Warning: some poems may trigger you so read at caution A/N: They're not the best since I just write them...
