"Burn this picture.
Throw out the tv.
And get hypnotized.It won't change the past.
But at least it
could be forgotten.Forbidden to think of.
It's wrong to actually
want to be forgiven.I feel like
I'm turning inside out.
It's nothing new anymoreJust put in a box.
Chained it.
Throw that box out.The past hurts.
But the problem never gets solved.Then we are clueless,
when the time comes
Cause ignorance is bliss."
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Starry-Eyed Verses
Poetry"I'm not saying that I'm romanticizing my life. How can I make something better when I like it , the way it is." My first ever poem collection. Basically random poems about random people. Not a single one of is about me. Cover by @Lady-Emerald Also...