To ignore the incessant blare
A constant need to interlink
Thoughts swirling through the air
And yet no room to think
Poetry is my intermediate
Between stressful distraction an confusing conflict
This wanting is so immediate
And leaves me derelict
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Tales of Bygone Lovers
PoetryThis is the collection of poems and song lyrics I wrote during and after my first three relationships and one of my crushes. Although some of them will be soppy, all of them were written to help me express my feelings at the time. One of the only go...
