3/11/2020
I think I'm losing my mind,
Making jokes to fill the time,
Maybe come up with a rhyme,
Just to prove my soul's alive,
Sitting down to sympathize,
With the ones that lost their lives,
Reminisce about the highs,
Back when masks were a disguise,
Now we wear them to survive.
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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.
