I can't think of anything right now,
I'm seriously asking myself 'how?'
No for real, my mind's blank and done,
I felt like, in the bottom of the sea, is where I am.
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Nightingale (A Poetry Collection)
Poetry:a small brown European bird that sings a beautiful song especially at night. Just some random poems I had in mind... I usually thought of this around nighttime hence the title XD Btw, all of this doesn't make sense ┐(￣ヘ￣)┌ This book is dark, please...
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I can't think of anything right now,
I'm seriously asking myself 'how?'
No for real, my mind's blank and done,
I felt like, in the bottom of the sea, is where I am.
