I can't keep up these appearances.
Pretending I'm still mad.
Pretending kissing you in the bathroom is normal.
Pretending my friends know everything.
Pretending your hand in mine is not nauseating.
Pretending that these scars on my
Stomach are not fresh.
–Grey
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Tales of a Drowning Soul
PoetryThese are poems that will be happy, sad, odd, and many other things. They might be long or they might be short. And most likely they will be free verse. Also, most of them are about feelings, thoughts, things I'm going through, etc. (Some mature...
