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BLACK IS NOT SAD.
BRIGHT COLORS ARE WHAT 
DEPRESSES ME. THEY'RE
SO... EMPTY.
BLACK IS POETIC.
HOW DO YOU IMAGINE A
POET? IN A BRIGHT YELLOW
JACKET?
PROBABLY NOT.Seluruh Hak Cipta Dilindungi Undang-Undang

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Poems of Pain and Solitude oleh words_harm_and_heal

For every person out there that was quiet, not because they chose to be so, but because they were choking in the smoke. Because their opinions were apparently not worth anything. Because they didn't know just how to say what they felt. For every person that is consumed by their own thoughts, the derision from the outside world only making it worse. For every soul that was drowning in remorse and anguish on restless nights. For every soul that says I love you in the dark and in the mirror because no one else does. For the floors we would pace while anxiety sunk its teeth into us. For the mirrors that we would break while shame echoed its laugh in our caged walls. For the hearts that would ache while loneliness was the only company. For every moment of pain and solitude in this world that feels too cruel for such young and frail minds.

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Pieces of Moonbeams

Pieces of Moonbeams | 2023 This poetry collection contains proses & proses woven from my heart. Pieces here are a part of me. Stained by longing, love, grief, hurt, happiness, and any other available emotion I could profoundly describe. -- I am relieved that my pieces now have a home. (They aren't in order and published randomly, though.) It's my dream to atleast publish a book before I turn 18. If you like it, please smash that little star. Thank you.