tired
songs of willows hum in my ears
desired
ill blows to the fabled and stable
wired
bare minimum human interaction
ired
choosing hatred over depression
acquired
strong will and determination
aspired
to be one of the best to ever be seen
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I'll Be Fine (pt. 1 of 2)
Poetrypoetry showing my stress. relieving, coping, really. continuing to add poems, sometimes daily. use this as place to talk about your own frustrations and dances with pain and strife apparently wattpad limits the number of parts you can have, so I'm s...
