I listened to the loud owls hooting outside, people shifting inside their cozy sleeping bags, creating an annoying crinkly ruffling sound, the occasional snore, and tried to muffle it all out into a melodic tune. Music helps me sleep sometimes. It soothes me, it shields me, blocks me- hides me away from the world. The world can be an ugly place at times, despite everyone trying so hard to be pretty. It's still ugly.
So ugly.
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Random Words With No Story
Poetryinspired---- the title is self-explanatory just lil things I write when I feel like it ~^-^~ i don't own any pictures in this or the coverrrr ??is this even poetry tho..,?
