They claim to love
An old walk down memory lane
They always remember
A history I never made
They are happy
In a world I cease to exist in
It's obvious
They are to good for me
It feels like a burden
And I know they feel so too.
-Kassey
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ETHEREAL
PoetryElegant, exquisite, beautiful. Ethereal: extremely delicate and light in a way that seems not to be of this world. It's a language so soft, soothing and calming. It's beautiful and understanding yet so absurd to us. It reaches the deepest parts of o...
