how can I count on anyone
when my own shadow
leaves me in the darkest times?
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Fatuous Poems
PoetryA bunch of really senseless, terribly pointless poems written for ephemeral pleasures of putting words out there. Somewhat short and shorter poems, wannabe-haikus, randomly scribbled thoughts found inside.
✧ shadow ✧
how can I count on anyone
when my own shadow
leaves me in the darkest times?
