Broken
That's one way to describe me.
Damaged
A body without a heart.
Scared
Sometimes I can barely breathe
Alone
What am I even doing here?
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Little Things That Poppy Writes ♡
PoetryHey there reader, Its Poppy here and this is my poetry book. It's not perfect. It's not amazing. Its definitely not prize-winning. But it is mine. I wrote these poems for me. And I'm proud of them. They don't rhyme, they might not make sense, but I...
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Broken
That's one way to describe me.
Damaged
A body without a heart.
Scared
Sometimes I can barely breathe
Alone
What am I even doing here?
