Small splatter of thoughts put to existence in the darkness of the night, and the overwhelming feeling of sadness that drowns out the thoughts in my mind.
I'm not too sure if this could be called or described as poetry.
A book filled with words that I thought made sense, but they never seem to be enough.
*warning*
emotional, messy, raw and full of sadness (sometimes a little happiness here and there)
I hope you give my words a chance, maybe they'll be enough for you.
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mature language