I've been going through my mind again
Over my thoughts and memories
Under my emotions and fantasies
The floor is unsurprisingly cold
I find hatred and peace in bold
Trash bags full of originality
Characteristic flaws with sincerity
See my hidden misery
And the apocryphal joy.
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Bleak Mind View
PoetryJust a few poems I composed and put together...Take them as you will
