I am my own worst enemy
But you may be my saving grace
When I have no remedy
Put me back into my place
So save me from my demons
As I take another breath
Pick up all my pieces
Reconstruct what's left
Of all my broken dreams
Everything I was
Feelings of doubt never cease
Caught up in the buzz
So bit by bit
Let's see this through
If we're the perfect fit
Then please, give me you
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Poetry of Me
PoetryThis is a continuation of Poured Out on Paper. Filled with happiness, love, anger, and lust, here's to another poetry book, and to a whole new adventure... (:
