WHEN YOU TELL ME YOU LOVE ME I CAN FEEL THOSE WORDS SEEPING INTO MY SADDENED BONES AND MY LUNGS BEGIN TO BREATHE IN A WAY THAT DOESNT HURT ANYMORE. YOUR EYES GIVE ME A HOPE FOR A BETTER TOMORROW, A TOMORROW WHERE THE CLOUDS CARRY OVER AND MY EYES WILL FINALLY SEE THE SUN AGAIN.
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Garden of Thoughts
PoetryThe thoughts that grow and twist themselves through my brain.