I know I left a part of me behind
An emotion concealed by the drapes
A contract with the devil, I signed
Now there's a part I must find
I didn't belong, just like the scrapes
I didn't need to put anyone in a bind
So let it be told that the sky is blue,
Anything equivalent is equally true,
Anything,
Yes anything,
Even how I lost a part of me,
I lost you.
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At Its Finest ✔️
PoetryThis is an original series of poems written in 2014 but later taken down. As of 2017 I have updated, added pictures, and republished them. These poems have underlying, if not obvious, themes of depression, self-harm, suicide, and heart break.
