To fight a long fight I always lose
A permanent scare on a temporary bruise
This life that was chosen
Is not the life I wanna choose
My heart was frozen
And love seems to refuse
Feel used
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Hidden Pride
PoetryYears of depression bottled up and pour out. TW//: d*pression, su*cidal thoughts, self loathing, etc All poems are the authors original creation. Do not steal!
Given Up
To fight a long fight I always lose
A permanent scare on a temporary bruise
This life that was chosen
Is not the life I wanna choose
My heart was frozen
And love seems to refuse
Feel used