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last night
I was drowning
in the thought
of you
I wanted
to write poems
spill the feelings
I have
but how
am I supposed
to fit oceans
in buckets?
[l.b.]
3:42 a.m.
YOU ARE READING
lachrymose souvenirs
Poetry(✓) in which i desperately try to weave my burdens into poetry.
