If we met again today
Would we still be the same
Thoughts of you are nails on a chalk board
Some days I'm the nails
Some days I'm the board
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With Shaking Hands
PoetryWith shaking hands is a collection of poetry I've created over the span of three years, here you'll find poems about, love, loss, growth, recovery. May you find a safe space here, may you find peace here.
Stop this
If we met again today
Would we still be the same
Thoughts of you are nails on a chalk board
Some days I'm the nails
Some days I'm the board
