Though I thought it impossible,
And I guess it implausible,
That with all my cracks, breaks and shaking,
Someone would ever find me worth dating.
But now I've found that perfect someone, Who loves me for my scars.
And I'm letting myself wonder, If this could go somewhere far.
But here I've found someone, Who loves me for my pain.
And how can I enjoy my few sunny days, If they only wish for rain?
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Diary Of A Shattered Mind - A Book Of Assorted Poetry
PoetryAll original poetry. I just have feelings, and I like to make them sound pretty. Purely self indulgent, but I hope you enjoy nonetheless.
