Stuck
Voluntary, solitary
From this world
Voluntary solitary
From this hurt
Sad, down
In the dark
Sad, down
I just don't have the heart
Broken, flying
Seeing the light
Breaking, flying
The doors are
Closed behind
me
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Poetry of a Blind Girl
PoetryThis a complete collection of the poetry which I have written over my lifetime. I hope that you enjoy them!
