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A Poem by fluffythoughts

Sometimes the reality of it just erupts.

But not in a sudden kind of way,

it just seeps it's way in, slowly eroding.

Polluting all the colour, a thick grey smog,

overwhelming and all consuming

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Added on July 12, 2017
Last Updated on July 12, 2017
Tags: thoughts, loss, feelings, sadness, depression

graphic designer and illustrator, i also wrote a children's picture book called The Little Cloud, you can find it on Amazon :3 more..

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