I used to think I was
a broken record
before I began making avant-garde
melodies of myself
Now I know
that your mental state
does not define
who you are.
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honeysuckle evenings.
Poetrya short collection of scattered imagination verbalised into words. a love story in different parts. ©️ all poems belong to me. - cover: honeysuckle illustration from vectorstock - i do not own any of the pictures in this book. HIGHEST RANKS ...
X. broken record
I used to think I was
a broken record
before I began making avant-garde
melodies of myself
Now I know
that your mental state
does not define
who you are.
