How can I forget my past when it's a part of me?
I hate those days
I hate what I did in those days
I hate who I was back then.
But those times made me the person I am today.
I started giving what I didn't receive
Started being the person I wished was there with me during those days.
I'm new and fresh.
The past is in the past
But I'll still hold it close to my heart
It's a part of me after all.
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I was going to end this book at #20 but I'm going to post if I write more.
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~Ellie.
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The Burden of Time
Poetry"We say we're alright, but inside, we're all broken." A series of poems written during both, the good times and the bad ones. I'm sure most of us endure a huge amount of emotions, and I like to put it down on paper. I hope that through this book...
