When will you realize how comfortable i've grown,
with the silence of being alone.
My own breathes as the sounds I hear.
I'm so contempt with no one near.
When will you realize how comfortable i've grown,
with the thought of taking my own.
I could be alone forever.
No more fearing being together.
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Magic
Poesia"I always loved those sparkly twists. If only I knew the harm in false bliss." A poem of all the magic in living. It's not always bright, but just enough light. ⚠️May contain triggering content⚠️ The cover and any other artwork is not mine unless sa...
