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woolgather
Poems
Sep 2017
Dim-Lit
12:27.
A **** holy time when my mind shouldn't be thinking of such things;
Yet here I am,
Frail and desolate.
An uneasy heart and a volatile head;
I could just explode.
I could just cease.
I, I could justβ
Never mind.
Never mind not knowing.
Never mind not being here for me.
You,you couldn't listen anyways.
At least you'd keep me company.
Just like a room dim lit.
I don't know if I spew out real words
But
I still miss you
Even if you remember me as a last resort
Written by
woolgather
23/Non-binary/Philippines
(23/Non-binary/Philippines)
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