she loves the
bruises.
they make her
strong.
she hates the
people
that ask "what's
wrong?"
she says it's
fine.
the scars make her
tough.
but it's not.
she is weak.
afraid.
gone.
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drifting thoughts
Poetryjust a book full of short poems. enjoy :) (lowercase intended) {HIGHEST RANKING: #34 in poetry} [STARTED: 12th october 2017] ~◇~ "i dreamed our love was real. i dreamed we were happy. i dreamed of us laughing. i dreamed that we would live forever. ...
