to those that i love
i hope you know i miss you
and your advice i live and breathe
and have molded who i am
and to those of you who broke me
i hope you burn
each and every time you hear my name
fall out of a strangers mouth
and those who are in between
i hope we finally understand
what things are with us
before i finally disappear away into the sky
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Serenity - A Journal Of Some Sort
RandomThey tell me that what I create is chaos. But what I create is the only thing that brings me serenity. ~ warning: this book abruptly switches from deep personal narratives to really random stuff so hop on and enjoy the ride
