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there's a whole other world
inside my head
colors
darkness
words unspoken
name it if you must
it's all there
but in the deepest pts
there reside the monsters
sitting
breathing
waiting
but i'm not afraid anymore
for there's enough air
as long as your hand holds mine
and when i feel like i'm slipping
i hear a little echo
stronger than the storms inside me
"don't worry. i'll listen."
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*untamed; fierce
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delirium
Poetrywhen the darkness outside my window turns gloomier than the one inside me, the words embedded in my chest sparkle like jewels. || poetry collection. ©️2019 by auro m.
