The silence is always more repressing
when we have nothing to say
the dark is always least inviting
during a bright and stunning day
the loneliest always feels the worst
when you're forced to be alone
and work is always most despicable
when its of no choice of your own
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In My Head
PoesíaA collection of my poetry. there is no rhyme or reason between them, they are simply there because i wrote them and needed a place for them to go. i know, my grammar sucks. also, there will be updates whenever i write more poetry.
