I haven't slept for three nights,
My head aches,
just like the throb in my chest.
I wish I could tell him about these nights,
But he wouldn't even listen,
Even if he was still here.
Or maybe he would-
I don't know,
And that makes me miss him even more.
- TLS
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Melancholy- A Bunch of snippets
PoetryI don't know if it's the weather, the hormones or just how my life is shaped but there's something so gloomy inside of me. The Melancholy Snippet Collection, is a set of poems, verses, paragraphs, stanzas, bits and other write ups based on the sorr...
