an italic word,
a bold emplasis,
a heavy verse,
maybe one day
you won't need
any more flourishes
just raw, ugly poetry.
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anhedonia ✓
Poetry❝ there was something truly wrong with her heart being so constantly exposed to disapointment. she needed to relearn how to feel again-how to breathe without restraint, how to love without having to think about the falling. because god, the fall did...
