Scenes such as sunsets are bright, almost impossibly. The kind heart of our world no longer exists. The hidden core inside of it has grown and burst it at its seams. That core is called something that is not comprehendible to humans. The people who are broken the most will be the ones who will repair the heart and bring the sunsets back to the world.
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Lotus's Nightmares
PoetryHUGE TW: Depression, suicide, self-harm This is a poem series originally named "Frog's Feet". It is a series of poems I have written during my hard times. This will be continued until I forget about it. Forewarning you to not read this is you have t...
