the crisp white pages of a new journal
untainted with the promise of beautiful words
for each pocket of empty space
but the words never came
and the pages turned yellow
bare and uninhabited
for there is no home for these thoughts
the crisp white pages of a new journal
untainted with the promise of beautiful words
for each pocket of empty space
but the words never came
and the pages turned yellow
bare and uninhabited
for there is no home for these thoughts
40 Kudos
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vonnie!
love this poem! Can definitely relate to this when I started my journal :D
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thank u <3
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whisperkaa
love!
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thank you!!
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aw3s0m3j0ss 丰
i love this poem so much!!
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thank you <3
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