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Poetry that looks at the world from an Introverted Perspective.
#death
#depression
#earth
#emptiness
#fear
#fire
#galaxy
#introverted
#irritation
#life
#light
#loneliness
#love
#muted
#poetry
#sadness
#spirit
#suicide
#thoughts
#water
The nights stretched out hands to slap me of the memories I ought to forget
You,
again
Dancing in my mind
Your laugh still loud like heavenly church bells
Your hands touched mine
I felt my worries melt
Kisses on my forehead, I felt
My heart pop crystals
For a moment I thought you were real
But that perfect image of you was a memory
I could not forget
- the ending
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