I don't want these 3am thoughts anymore
Take them
Shove them up your rear
I need somebody to talk to
Ugh I just
I need a friend
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Poems by a Broken One
RandomPoems for the broken. The ones that hate themselves, and everyone around them. The ones that are outcast or weirdos. The ones that hate themselves, the ones the want to die. The ones that cut, or purge, or starve. These are poems written by the brok...
