I got
bored of
this shit
a long
time agoThese
endless
tales of
sadness
and woeWith eyes
that burn
from the
tears that
flowI loathe
myself
more than
you’ll
ever know
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
I got
bored of
this shit
a long
time agoThese
endless
tales of
sadness
and woeWith eyes
that burn
from the
tears that
flowI loathe
myself
more than
you’ll
ever know
I misunderstand this poem.the
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Sorry! Autocorrect. I so understand this poem.
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Don’t worry… The dreaded autocorrect happens to us all! Glad you liked it though π π€
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Great title (and poem).
Sadly, on most days I can relate to this.
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Thanks. In some ways I’m sad that you can relate as I wouldn’t wish such feelings on anyone. But in some ways I’m glad as there’s comfort in knowing you’re not the only one π€
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I’m not sure if this’ll help,
But with the kind of skill you possess,
In addition to being such a lovely soul,
Trust me when I tell you,
There are many people
Who wish they could be more like you,
And who love you
More so than you’ll ever know.
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Aw, thank you. That’s so very kind of you to take some time to write such a sensitive response. It means a lot to a dark heart such as mine π€
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Do you wanna talk about it or something, Nandita? I don’t like seeing you this troubled. You can always vent to me. And even if I can’t be helpful, at least you’d get a load off your chest.
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That’s very kind but I’m okay, thank you. Writing is definitely helping me just now so all you need to do is keep reading! ππ€
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Hmmm, yes, yes, but inside thereβs a little spark that keeps catching eh…keep up!
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Thanks! I’m certainly trying ππ€
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