Hello,
The violence of the mind, crying silently into the night. Your cries didn't reach another in time. You were silent, tired of trying. I see you there on the ground and I beg you to get up.
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YOU ARE READING
Hello, Goodbye
PoesiaThese are notes to the ones I saw, but never spoke to. To the ones I lost and never found- to all the ones who need this. To all the ones who feel the same way as I do. This is for you, not me.
