I want to be with someone,
Friends, foe, or stranger.
Helplessness doesn't sit well in a sadist.
When the world becomes dull,
The thoughts of the alone can only change,
For the evil or our damnation.
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Sad Poetry #2
PuisiI started to write about everything, pouring all of my soul into words on paper, all the emotions will fill the pages with a magic all on its own for every story has a meaning and I'm just beginning to tell mine #1 tired of life 6/11/20