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Secrets In Pieces

I used to be broken, broken enough to stop caring about everything and everyone. Poetry was and is the only thing that gets me through half of my feelings. Read them, enjoy, judge, I don't care. These are some wounds, some mine, some made up, but still can be felt, displayed on this pages. Read them, bandage them or rip off the scab and give another fresh cut. It's your choice.

I used to be broken, broken enough to stop caring about everything and everyone. Poetry was and is the only thing that gets me through half of my feelings. Read them, enjoy, judge, I don't care. These are some wounds, some mine, some made up, but still can be felt, displayed on this pages. Read them, bandage them or rip off the scab and give another fresh cut. It's your choice.




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