i was utterly lost,
and in search of myself.
i became so weak and desperate,
so blind and obvious,
that i found you,
thinking it was myself.
in doing so,
I began finding my identity
in you alone;
how you made me feel,
how you looked at me.
in losing you,
I am finally
on the right road
to finding myself.
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Hidden Thoughts
PoetryJust a bunch of little poems that I've written. Hope you like them, and are able to be comforted by some of them, or atleast be able to relate. And just something that I want to let you know is that I tend to write when I am in low spirits, it was j...
