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Sadness was a melancholic playlist on-repeat. It was made to be bathed in and to be felt. We were too dazed and in love with heartbreaks and tears and woeful tones and stories. Sadness was a mainstream celebrity. But sadness was sadness. And sadness was still sadness.
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Silence and Bass
Poetry[COMPLETED] The silence was too deafening so I wrote them in tattered torn pages with jagged lines. Poems I wrote even in my sleep. The ink in my pen profusely bleeding out words and stories from my past that shaped my present and makes me anticipa...
