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woke up, got pissed off, further curated my space and wrote a poem about it.
#notesapppoetry #poem

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always found bog bodies oddly romantic #poetsky #poetry #notesapppoetry

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Can't
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Cantturnmybrainoff
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While the world has turned on darkmode
My brain
On natural
Stimulants - the bad kind
Biting my lip bloody
I can feel
Pain
Only

Can't stop Sc ro ll i n g Cantturnmybrainoff The Tears CO me s c r o l l i n g ornot Andihaventeatentoday While the world has turned on darkmode My brain On natural Stimulants - the bad kind Biting my lip bloody I can feel Pain Only

Wrote this #poem after the US election results. I'm not even from the US, but the #doomscrolling gets worse for me every time I hear about awful election results... It's a trap and yet I can't stop.

#poetry #notesapp #notesapppoetry

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I'm no sleuth. 
I can't retrace the weeks, years, decade. 
Can't question the suspects
To figure out where you went.
I used to check the news (I remembered your State) as if I would recognise you
My faceless friend, represented by a mask.
I assumed someone would tell me if you died
Word would spread and catch up to me.
Fifteen years later and you'd still make me sob.
I'm no sleuth.
I can't gather clues from your empty online home.
Hollowed out with a mere dusting of posts.
A morgue for me to mourn your memory in.
Abandoned like a bomb shelter when life came for you.

I hope to God it was life.

I'm no sleuth. I can't retrace the weeks, years, decade. Can't question the suspects To figure out where you went. I used to check the news (I remembered your State) as if I would recognise you My faceless friend, represented by a mask. I assumed someone would tell me if you died Word would spread and catch up to me. Fifteen years later and you'd still make me sob. I'm no sleuth. I can't gather clues from your empty online home. Hollowed out with a mere dusting of posts. A morgue for me to mourn your memory in. Abandoned like a bomb shelter when life came for you. I hope to God it was life.

having Internet friends is the most devastating experience sometimes

#ivywrites #poetry #notesapppoetry

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#NotesAppPoetry #CuzMyLegosAreAtHome

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