And while she lie awake,
Pondering existence itself,
She realized that it-
It and everything else-
Would always indelibly and unavoidably,
lead to dissapointment,
The two are linked-
To the point of where they're almost homogeneous-
Because people are broken,
And without her,
So was she.
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Poems
الشعرJust a bunch of shitty poems I write when I'm bored. ALL ARE WRITTEN BY JAE RAYNE. (that's me)
