I'm always afraid just the single thought of being productive,
Makes my heart ache
All I can think about is when the pain will stop,
When will I be free from the pain?
Of being in this world that might not want me anyway
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PoetryNOW YOU SEE "THE REAL ME" #1 IN THE SERIES OF POETRY BOOKS //SAD POETRY EDITION (under major editing) "My heart was taken by you, broken by you, and now it's in pieces because of you" My poems aren't the best. The first few poems may not seem worth...