DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, sometimes strangers can become the holders of our deepest secrets:>
awaited so long so vast to confess a blurt out a must say
that my hopes came to the ultimate settle to the unspoken overwhelm of this May
hurdled in my lap like a shiny relief anticipation
hidden doors under that rag to a whole new brilliant creation
never have I ever came to express to redeem a share
in a chaotic crowd in a room for that daemon monster flare
bare me the tears
been shed been dear on the angel
on that blanket that saint of the painful
don't get this wrong it was a cry of surreal
of a friendship that I dreamt of a cherish
for those pure souls to come to an emotional peel
------ravenfeels
May 3, 2021
May 3, 2021 at 12:21 AM UTC
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, sometimes strangers can become the holders of our deepest secrets:>
awaited so long so vast to confess a blurt out a must say
that my hopes came to the ultimate settle to the unspoken overwhelm of this May
hurdled in my lap like a shiny relief anticipation
hidden doors under that rag to a whole new brilliant creation
never have I ever came to express to redeem a share
in a chaotic crowd in a room for that daemon monster flare
bare me the tears
been shed been dear on the angel
on that blanket that saint of the painful
don't get this wrong it was a cry of surreal
of a friendship that I dreamt of a cherish
for those pure souls to come to an emotional peel
------ravenfeels
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