No F**cking Sense
Dying from
Trying
to keep my
Cool.
It makes no fucking sense--
I just met
You?
Yet why do I miss your dumb little Replies
and those
Silver-blue
Eyes?
Tell me that
all what you said
wasn't
Lies.
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Blind Poets
PoesíaPoetry for those who find both comfort and discomfort in the dark. - Em Instagram: @em.g_4 WARNING This book includes references to sensitive topics such as suicide, depression, struggles with mental health and so on.
