In this world,
I was alone
But from that I have grown
Now my wings are unfurled
On this Earth,
I was empty
But now I'm full plenty
And I've got quite a worth
In this place,
I was broken
But now I've spoken
And I've got grace
On this globe,
I was destroyed
But I no longer have that void
Now it's replaced with hope
In this world,
I was alone
But from that I have grown
Now my wings are unfurled
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Poetic Scriptophobia
PoetryA book of poems that probably aren't that great, but I write them anyway because I have nothing better to do. Warning! Some of my poems are about topics such as depression, self harm, rape, and anxiety. They may also contain course language. Please...
