after
and I realised
I never needed you
heartbreak made me harder
and at the end of the day
it was the wiser me
and my poetry
still breathing together-shay
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ANECDOTE • #Wattys2019
PoetryThe soul danced and rejoiced on the melancholic music of its failure all alone in its jungle city and cried over the moon. It counted the stars, hoping someday all of it would be alright but then all the hopes were shattered as the nostalgic feeling...