Pandy : Writing

Our Mind is a Specially Assigned Prison

Our Mind is a Specially Assigned Prison

A Poem by Pandy


We are always alone.
i feel beautiful.

i feel beautiful.

A Poem by Pandy


Short but I helped someone feel amazing today. I really feel great.
its fine. i wouldnt love me either.

its fine. i wouldnt love me either.

A Poem by Pandy


Dreamt about you.
a mind plagued by the lies of ghosts

a mind plagued by the lies of ghosts

A Poem by Pandy


Delusions about one of my closest friends put into the form of a poem.

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