She see things he couldn't see,
So she pouts, and let it be.But as she hold it within her plee,
Her heart was so devastated as we see.
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What I Write So I Can Sleep
Poetrya r c a n e ; understand by few, mysterious or secret. do you ever get that sudden hollow feeling on some days? nights? out of blue? that feeling where you can't feel your body and all you can hear is your mind? thoughts creeping into your mind spac...
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She see things he couldn't see,
So she pouts, and let it be.But as she hold it within her plee,
Her heart was so devastated as we see.