WHY
WHY
WHY
WHY
Does,
Our soul,
rest in an unforgiving dance,
That is of,
Pure despair.
why?
why?
why?
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Author:
Butter :3 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Day 15 fr. It’s to early for this (2:30 am)
- Category: Unclassified
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- Users favorite of this poem: Tristan Robert Lange
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Comments2
The soul goes where the mind orders. A great write that had my eyes wandering all over the page.
Thanks for the read:3
You are most welcome
Powerful piece, Butter! The repeated questioning feels relentless...like thought and pain trapped in the same tightening circle. I’ve known moments like this, and you captured that exhaustion with painful honesty. Excellent work, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Always to be appreciated:3
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