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\'Paint me blue.\' ///also happy anniversary everyone~
\'Depression\',
Its key to feeling peeved
An empty thought that does not leave
A home that\'s lost without a piece
of your own heart that\'s been relieved
of any emotion whatsoever, we just want to simply find a home.
\'Home\',
It used to feel so good to know your loved instead of shoved for someone exactly like you only better.
It once felt so great to think that maybe good things came from fate, instead of feeling trapped or trampled
Kneeling in a puddle of your own damn answers.
Fix me up and Make new,
only
to
tear
me
down,
and,
paint me blue.
Reader Announcement, Please just read it.<3
Hello! This poem is a few months old, I made it May 13th, which was two days before my birthday, btw I\'m 15 now^~^, which is irrelevant lol but
my point is that I posted my very first poem here last year on the day of my birthday so happy late 1 year anniversary, I know I don\'t talk to you guys \'personally\' as much as poetically, but its still a bit of a poetry family to me, and I really feel the need to say that;
My poems aren\'t amazing, they aren\'t great, and they aren\'t very important to the world; but they\'re mine, and they have meaning to me, and the little 7 to 8 people who sometimes come and read them, just honestly thanks. It\'s really important to me. And it means a lot to know that someone else in the world by chance might\'ve heard my voice sometimes, lol no one else around here does so, but and then there\'s the people who leave in-depth comments, about either relating to what I wrote, what they think or liked, or telling me what THEY saw or see in my poems, and it just absolutely tears my mind apart, it\'s so incredible and heart-achingly amazing. The idea that the shit a nobody such as i- makes, has been heard, even by a small amount of people, wow. I really dont get it lol, but it\'s still just so Incredible. And I just really wanted to say thank you.
So, so very, incredibly much. - sincerely, E.