teach me teacher teach me anything.
i can't teach you
what you will need to know
i don't know what you will need
or what you will know.
the world will not be the same
now, ever again
the world is so tilted,
so introverted
that i can't listen to the sounds
of birds
can't listen to the sounds
of the creatures beneath the ground.
those were the old ways of seeing
and no one cares for that
these days.
This is a blog of some poetry I wrote at different times. Mostly it's about my broken heart.
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