Those who have hurt me
Are those that are close to me.
Stealing my heart
Stealing my head
Stealing my trust.
Living with them
Living around me,
I want to die.
I want to leave this town.
But I only have one choice to escape them:
Die.
Because leaving
Will never be enough
–Grey
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Tales of a Drowning Soul
PoetryThese are poems that will be happy, sad, odd, and many other things. They might be long or they might be short. And most likely they will be free verse. Also, most of them are about feelings, thoughts, things I'm going through, etc. (Some mature...
