We’re all made of paper
Thin and delicate
Folds and creases
Without much effort
Swept all too easily
And no one knows about it
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To You Who Saw Me That Day ✓
PoetryPART ONE: One girl and forty letters to the one who saw her that day to justify her suicide thought he's a stranger. || Poetry collection May contain triggers. Read at your own risk. #1 - insight (02/10/2021) FEATURED ON @CoffeeCommunity's Moch...
paper
We’re all made of paper
Thin and delicate
Folds and creases
Without much effort
Swept all too easily
And no one knows about it
