My heart is heavy, my bones trembling.
Help me, I'm in need of mending.
Broken body, shattered soul-
I'm crumbling, but no one knows...
Author's Note:
That's the way the cookie crumbles.
-I. Quill
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Rain Clouds
PoetrySimple poems, each with a story just behind them. ••• This book will be updated whenever I write a new poem worth posting. I draw inspiration either from my own complicated emotions, or sometimes even stories I've created in my mind. I suppose only...
