fatigue devours me and overwhelms me;
cages my mind and blurs everything out.and until the sun dissipates into the night sky,
I will long for my slumber
and sit as a shell with a heart:
living, but not entirely there.just
existing.
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La Da Dee ✔
Poetrymelancholic poetry, prose and other random pieces of my heart in word form. ♡ // highest ranking: #62 in poetry // • march 11th, 2017 - august 4th, 2017 •