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It's been a while since we spoke.
I'm still so stuck in awe
Watching you breathe through all of this smoke.
Trying to clear and empty room
Just so you can be alone.
All of those pretty little pictures
Loaded in your phone.
All of those smiles
Are only for show
When everybody sees it
And nobody knows.
But what would they even do if they knew
That in this dark smokey room,
A flower still grew?
About the Creator
Cait
Mainly writing about surreal places and times, focusing on distorted fragments of reality. However, here and there you might find a few miscellaneous topics like love, life/death, healing, etc. Mostly comes as poems, but not always.
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