I was always here.
You knew.
And yet, you ran to her.
Who never loved you.
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cacophony: a poetry collection
Poetryhighest rank - #1 in poetry • ° cacophony ; a meaningless mixture of sounds ° here i present a messy cluster of my thoughts. just like what the title mean, 'meaningless' my thoughts are to which I give shape in the form of words. this book is a com...
why her?
I was always here.
You knew.
And yet, you ran to her.
Who never loved you.
