Fall in like again. Kia.
Not cry for a day
Get my good mood messed up
Brake your heart
See you the same
Eat.........
Not feel pain
Wrist, hand, legs, lips.... Bruised.
Look at you at look away.
Never will I ever be normal.
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Mind And Matter
PoetryThe mind is a place full of illusions and imaginations and with great thinkers comes a great world.
