Hi. I'm from small town, USA. I like to write poems about things and they don't usually make sense.
10:47 Black holes gather thoughts Black holes gather things Black holes don't care if you're president or if you're poor Black holes don't care about you My mind is a black hole Devouring my thoughts and my things My mind doesn't care about how I feel, just wants to destroy me I don't blame my mind How shameful could it be? How shameful is it that the only person I want to get rid of is me?
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A Mother's Heart (15/02/2016)
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