Black ink covering my eyes
Keeping me from seeing
All I can see is bits and pieces
Of what looks like happiness
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((I thought this one needed some explaining so))
What I see is life/society and the ink covering my eyes are lies and things like that
So all I can hear and see is how people are happy and well
I don't know if this makes sense, but that's what i meant
((updating early bcz I'm busy tonight))
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Confused Days
Poetry~ Confusion helps when I'm sad. It takes my mind off it. I drift off to sleep, And all I see is darkness ~ Poems that I can't find homes for ~ 'Days' series updated every two days
