Hallucinations
Illusions
Back and forth, forward and back
The white line is moving constantly mocking me
With the water stream.
Going downwards forever never reaching the surface.
Hoping that i suffer for the rest of my life,
using my weaknesses against me.
My friends
My family
My whole life is my weakness.
I am superman, and I just met my kryptonite.
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She Does Things {ON HOLD}
ŞiirI don't think this poem needs a description because the poem is explains enough. Only some people on wattpad will get this poem and the others I post....maybe. She has done too much to be forgiven, it's too late for her and for others who have made...
