I am the main one who believes i am who i am, only because of myself
However much we want it to be true, it isn't.
We are all a mosaic of all the people we've ever loved.
Each of us small puzzle pieces connected by microscopic fibers of glue,
That we cant see but, can feel, and together we make eachother.
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Lost, Found, And Chosen.
PoetryThis is a poetry book, it talks about lovers, it talks about everyday situations, it talks about love and the pain accompanied by it; It can break your heart or build it. Take the time to understand this poetry book and its effortless simplicity and...
