Gone
Is anyone trying to find me?
Does anyone see I've disappeared?
My sense of self must have left
Gone with the time of childhood
My soul is what remains
Tattered and bruised
What is this broken thing?
Must have been ruined through the years
Someone take me home
m.t.
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her many unspokens
PoetryP O E M S / P O E T R Y a collection of poetry and thoughts that speak from the heart of a girl moving through the motions of life. hopefully, the words within these pages will connect with something that is inside of your soul, and create an artwor...
