A star is only sober
When it is drained of its light.
Life is only sane
When it is drained of its adventure.
Stay searching;
I am waiting.
Distorted values may tunnel your vision,
But nothing speaks louder than two hearts
Shaking hands.
Don't ask me where home is;
Ask where my heart lives.
That is where my answers lie.
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Spilling Ink: A Book of Poems
PoetryA collection of self-written poems, varying in mood and tone. Warning: some pieces may contain sensitive, triggering, or mature themes. (2021 edit: i wrote all these in middle school. the only reason i haven't taken this work down is that some peopl...
