Clouds formed above his head,
As messy thoughts came again,
Rain started pouring and turned black,
When he thinks that He's not enough.
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Drowning In my Thoughts (incomplete)
PoetryOur minds are like an ocean with massive thoughts and dark things that nobody will ever see but only by yourself. (will fix this soon) #4 in Proses 26.08.19 #5 in Proses 02.09.19 #13 in Proses 19.09.19
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Clouds formed above his head,
As messy thoughts came again,
Rain started pouring and turned black,
When he thinks that He's not enough.
