High poetry

Clouds under my feet Sand raining from the sky Nothing looks normal to me I will never know why I sleep with eyes wide open Shutting them is useless I laugh to veil sadness Joy makes me cry I’m tired skin to bones Muscles shredding, veins shivering This poem sounds like a riddle Not really […]

High poetry

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