The old me was fun
The old me cared for others too much
The old me was colourful
But the old me was silly and naive
To think that I could keep up my facade in a world like this.
-Kassey.
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ETHEREAL
PoetryElegant, exquisite, beautiful. Ethereal: extremely delicate and light in a way that seems not to be of this world. It's a language so soft, soothing and calming. It's beautiful and understanding yet so absurd to us. It reaches the deepest parts of o...
