“Holes in my Soul”

 

I loved deeply, terribly, and annoyingly stupidly
Drifting off to sleepless slumbers
Waking up to sleep-filled days
Reminding myself of the futility
In living a fantastical reality.
I don’t think I can live without you
But I promise
I won’t die either.

“There’s holes in my soul”

 

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Bleeding into poetry

 

So 28th July was my birthday. I did nothing for it by the way.. but it was also my blog’s anniversary.

Here’s a throwback to the first shots I took for this blog

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