CW: BPD
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Unspoken words
Clogged at her throat
As the curtains drew close
A hand outstretched
Looking for hers
She shouted painfully
Too little
Too late,
She lost her lover
In a room, devoid of colour.
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The Ruin Remains
PoetryAn anthology of poetry and prose surrounding mental health, and psychological trauma, where I've used my words to draw out the river of emotions I wish I could've understood back then. Each chapter will have a content warning. A journey of emotio...
