Poetry
This infinite realm
We meet
In nothing
In everything
There is no
Identity no
Gender no
Age no
Memory no
Experience
Only emotion
Painted pain of hearts
Broken and torn
Looking for another
In an infinite realm
Of poetry.
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Random Thoughts
PoetryThis is kind of just my brain and random thoughts I feel like sharing with someone in the middle of the night. Don't take any of it for more than it is because I'm always fine. Also, please don't judge the whole book by the first few poems. I promis...
