the noise in my mind
the swell in my heart
the words are highlighted
why do I go blank
the mechanics I know of
the spirit I desire
it would not be art
if it did not sink in so deep
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Just everyday, unconventional, uplifting, relatable, sad writings. Take a journey through my head.
**warning-may make you unconsciously slip into a corner alone, with sad music drowning you through your headphones**