Despair in 2 Languages
Say anything
to drag me back
out of this despair,
I’m drowning.
Cue sad French music,
“Il n’avait pluie rien.”
You lie.
It will always be raining,
pour moi.
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I write poetry. Whenever I get around to typing it up, I post it here. Mostly in large batches once every few weeks or so. Enjoy.
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