The more time flies by,
the more I come to love the pain
I call it motivation, inspiration
but there's a deeper part;
pain won't matter
when I believe
that it's not me doing it
when I believe
that it won't harm
the truth inside of me
that instead,
they are the ones
who are putting me
inside their helm
with the thoughts
they left behind.
It reaches deeper
and deeper,
and my soul
will anon be
on paper.
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Lacuna
Poesíalacuna - 𝑎 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑘 𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑐𝑒, 𝑎 𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐏𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥. 𝐈𝐟 𝐰𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡.