Waves of black
Defenses attack.
And I feel - I'm better off alone.
Situation stark.
Release in the dark.
Coming - into my own.
Waves of healing.
Soothe my feelings.
And show me - how much I have grown.
~I.S.~
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Author:
Introverted Sage (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 6th, 2024 00:46
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