she gave a bit of her soul away
to each person she ever cared for
but sometimes she wish she would've
just kept it, without caring about anyone
because broken bones and broken souls
make for a very complete disaster.
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Gypsy
Poetrya poetry collection "Gypsy souls aren't meant to stay in one place; they're meant to wander. I got tired, bored, and depressed in the place that I was at. Change was the only option. So I packed up my soul in a suitcase and left."
