I wish the mist
Could cover my face
Like the rain
Hides teardrops.
I don't know where to stand.
Far away or near you.
For whatever distance suffocates me.
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My Daily Pill
PoetryA compilation of thoughts from Day 1 to present. (Finished) Other works: Overdosed Misplaced
Day 74
I wish the mist
Could cover my face
Like the rain
Hides teardrops.
I don't know where to stand.
Far away or near you.
For whatever distance suffocates me.
