There are things I said I wouldn't do
There are fears I can't believe have come true
My soul is too sick
too little to late
I myself I have grown too weary to hide
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In my own words
ПоезіяA little book of poems about pain, trauma and living with it all. Posting a poem a day
Broken soul
There are things I said I wouldn't do
There are fears I can't believe have come true
My soul is too sick
too little to late
I myself I have grown too weary to hide
