Like a Phoenix I rise from the ashes of a past life, a life I wonder was ever mine. I have memories from that life, but I wonder if those memories are even mine. For that life is from a different time, a time that was never mine. I rise from the ashes of a life that is now mine.
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Twisted Little Poems For The Broken Soul
Poetrypoetry and short stories for those struggling with mental health, it's okay not to be okay, and please seek help if you're feeling lost. I will be adding more poems and short stories along the way.
