I struggle trying to find him.
I can see what's on his mind I feel his presence in me.I wonder where he goes when his essence is not longer felt, but he hasn't even left my human body yet.
-the miss one
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the miss one
PoetryThoughts: These words are a traslation of what goes through my mind, but my mouth is not able to say. A bunch of stormy thoughts are turned into intelligible words which tell the stories behind the writer. I am trying to find the missing pieces I...
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I struggle trying to find him.
I can see what's on his mind I feel his presence in me.I wonder where he goes when his essence is not longer felt, but he hasn't even left my human body yet.
-the miss one