without you,
i am like ivory,
i crack and bend and break,
i was supposed to be a rare jewel to you,
something that was hard to come by,
something you were supposed to keep close to your heart.
without you.
i am worthless.
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Don't You Get It? ✅
Poesíawhen i tried to avoid the fact i wanted to die, by writing anti-suicide poems. now this book sort of became a person, it grew a mind, a soul, and a heart. so, in turn, it kept listening to my petty problems. (lowercase intended) Highest Ranking: #18...
