The old me died so a new me was forged
The new one died too so I was left all alone
An empty vessel of them both
Their pain a mixture of my tears
The numbness is all that sits
My head is blazing
I think I'm fading
But then which me will be seen
If this version dies
What's next for me?
There isn't a happy me.
-s
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The asylum of my thoughts [Poetry]
PoetryMy second collection of self-written poems, expressing my thoughts and feelings. ☆☆☆ Started: 16/07/2023 Concluded: 13/12/2023 ☆☆☆ 100 reads: 22/07/2023
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