In a crowded room,
there will always be
that one individual
who will be able
to see the pain,
you try to conceal
in your eyes.
There will always be
someone who can
sense the hurt floating
around in the room.
-When I was in pain, I thought
no one noticed. That I could
somehow conceal it, but
someone noticed I was
not okay. It was a mere
stanger.
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Stardust Veins✨
PoetryThis is mixture of scramblings, disclosed thoughts and feelings. A glimpse into past situations and experiences that have not been brought to light. Some inspirational advice I would have given to my younger self, that I would like to share with oth...
