My eyes won't shut
as I lay
consumed
by all the aches in me
that I can't replace
with all the goods I feel
as they seem to drift
much quicker
than as useless as is
the hurt
remains
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PoetrySometimes I need to let go of the mess in my head. By putting my pretty little clutters on paper one bit at a time, I'm hoping to gain some insight into my own mind :). And with me, everyone who would like to join me on my journey!
