"Last night the wind heard me crying
She came knocking on my window, so I let her in
She wrapped me up in her cold embrace
But I was used to feeling cold
Because you don't hold me anymore
She blew into my ear , tickling it
Asking why I was soaking in sadness
I turned to her and let one word escape my lips
Your name"
-r.b
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I'm so sorry I haven't updated my life has been an absolute mess lately and I couldn't figure out anything to write but I've been through something lately that might let me be able to write more gross poems
:)
-Your very own broken girl💜
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Midnight wonders
Poetry•Exulansis: the tendency to give up trying to talk about an experience because people are unable to relate to it •Sciamachy: a battle against imaginary enemies, against your own shadow. •Eccedentesiast: a person who fakes a smile For some people...
