A poem I wrote when I was somewhere i didn't wanna be. But I had to choice. I was "Lost and Stressed", I wanted to go home. But I couldn't until it was time. The time being there kept on expanding. Blah blah here's the poem.
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A poem I wrote when I was somewhere i didn't wanna be. But I had to choice. I was "Lost and Stressed", I wanted to go home. But I couldn't until it was time. The time being there kept on expanding. Blah blah here's the poem.
MELANCHOLY | Melancholy drips from my fingertips.
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This melancholy drips from my fingertips so slowly, you begin to forget I even exist. All of me, the...