You think two damaged people are going to fix things?
As if two wrongs make a right.
We might fix each other.
Or we might destroy one another even more so than before we found each other.
The question is are you willing to take the risk.
Or are you so scared of being torn apart again you don't even bother to take the risk.
But what have we got to lose anyway when we both damaged?
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryI lose myself in my words and I lose myself. You'll find pieces of my thoughts here, like shattered crystal. Poems are stories from the heart I suppose but these are hardly poems. They are more things I never said.
