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Clouds Of Every Sort
Think I need therapy
What the hell's wrong with me
Don't think I'll ever be
Happy again
Think I need medicine
Can't let the monsters win
Can't think above the din
Choking on air
I need some clarity
I don't see the hilarity
Everyone else sees
In watching me cry
What the hell's wrong with me
Don't think I'll ever be
Happy again
Think I need medicine
Can't let the monsters win
Can't think above the din
Choking on air
I need some clarity
I don't see the hilarity
Everyone else sees
In watching me cry
Published 21st Jul 2016
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22nd Jul 2016 6:32am
I think you have a good rhythm with this poem. I really like the title as well, welcome to DUP!
22nd Jul 2016 6:54am
Thank you so much for the kind words! I wrote this one a while ago and I posted it while looking through some older works of mine in my notebook because I felt it was unusual compared to my normal style, but with a style I like of liked nevertheless. Thank you for reading and leaving feedback, it means a lot to me! :)
