Abandonment.
The taste of broken teeth and blood.
The feeling of everything and nothing at the same time.
Thoughts are washing over as you try to calm them with alcohol and cigarettes.
Will I always be this broken?
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A Weed Surrounded By Flowers
PoetryThrough poetry she felt the weight on her shoulders slowly fade as her thoughts and emotions went from her heart and swayed through the pen to the paper. Her life full of poems waiting to be written and read. She will no longer be silent, and this i...
