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White She doesn't torment me with regret, She simp

White She doesn't torment me with regret,
She simply seeks to acquaint me
with reality.
My pain is made with gentle hands,
That seek to remind me of my own
fragility,
It flows like ether within my cusk,
And makes me aware of my retched
mortality.
My sorrow is a gentle breeze,
In the morbid silence of a lonely
night,
It gently tugs my stringless kite,
And drives my broken wings to
flight.

©KhaultiSyahi #Couple #khaultisyahi #my #mentalHealth #iam #depressed 
#mentalsickness and #me #MyPoetry #mypoems  me as a 😶‍🌫️depressed Poet ✍️
White She doesn't torment me with regret,
She simply seeks to acquaint me
with reality.
My pain is made with gentle hands,
That seek to remind me of my own
fragility,
It flows like ether within my cusk,
And makes me aware of my retched
mortality.
My sorrow is a gentle breeze,
In the morbid silence of a lonely
night,
It gently tugs my stringless kite,
And drives my broken wings to
flight.

©KhaultiSyahi #Couple #khaultisyahi #my #mentalHealth #iam #depressed 
#mentalsickness and #me #MyPoetry #mypoems  me as a 😶‍🌫️depressed Poet ✍️
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