When you feel hopeless and voiceless,
Try to hold your ballpen and let your imaginary work.
For this paper will be the weapon on all your upcoming battles.
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#58 in POETRY = 052317
I think of you.
I think of you in the very depths of my mind.
Like Lava you flowed through,
Burning my brain cells to dysfunction.
A collection of original poems and prose about Love, Pain, and Poetry.