They are still flashing bevor my eyes.
And they are still whispering from far away.
But when I think about the times
The flashes were real pictures
And the whispers were loud and right behind my ear,
I am proud of myself.
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Just some Poetry
PoetryYou can read it in the title. 😂 It is just me writing down stuff that comes to my mind.😊🤷🏻♀️ I don't even know if that is poetry, I just call it that way. 😂 TRIGGER WARNING: Suicide mentioned, lost etc.
