nefelibata_xx
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I don't rhyme
Or form a melody
I'm not attractive
But I'm beautiful
Because I'm her shout
And I'm her cry
In the dead of night.
Maybe I'm the diamond
Created by the pressure
That lives inside her heart.
-Her poems
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my weird thoughts in the middle of the night hehe. Basically this is what I think of instead of sleeping, so I wrote poems about them. Tbh some of them are just random sentences
Some of them would hit close to home💛
I swear I'm mentally stable...
I'm not always sad
Just bear with me
Cover creds go to pinterest.