When the world fails me,
My thoughts save me,
Console and comfort me
I can get lost in my thoughts,
Like the sea with its rippling waves,
It will not rest,
It flows freely,
Refuses to take form, honing on its own
Giving birth to words that only existed
in the whispers of my own mind,
in the pit of emotions both in light and dark…..
This is a melancholy of an ordinary girl…
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