I wound myself up warm in my blanket of self worth, you didn't even realize you unwound me.
You put me out in the cold,
expected that I'll survive.
But you broke what I had and I'll hate you for it
But not enough to waste my time because you'll never know.
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Melancholy - poem
PoetryEnjoy well written poetry that is relatable for many, in short or long entries each chapter. It is sad, motivating, and breathtaking to read with each part relating to things I've been through and others have been through too. It's a well worth it r...
