This hefty monster keeps dragging me down.
There's none there is to it; it makes me frown.
I'm about to break nearly... slowly...
'Til I could not endure it so I shattered entirely.
I've fallen to pieces, not one could pick me up.
I'm useless and broken, this is when my life will stop.
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PERSONA
Poetry*IMAGE FROM DEVIANTART by Oberst176* persona: the image or personality that a person presents to other people. We don't know very well the friends we see and talk to in our everyday lives. Not until we see the other side of their faces, the sadness...
