Music: Depression moodmode
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Nothing Ever Changes
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Frog-legged. Pigeon chested. Hair pressed down, A spit-licked crown. Your regiment of solemn Forlorn uniforms And yours the saddest face of all.
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Excerpt from my poem, 'Nothing Ever Changes'
The Little Griefs Poetry Podcast
My journey as a fledgling poet. What prompted me to begin writing poetry. My influences. My favourite poems. And what I'm learning along the way.
My journey as a fledgling poet. What prompted me to begin writing poetry. My influences. My favourite poems. And what I'm learning along the way. 
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