When I hide the truth
They harmed my youth
I yearn to be sought
Yet their eyes are closed
How could this happen
I was taught not broke things
I was so afraid ruining whats ruin
That I found tormenting myself in return
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Timely sea waves
PoetryI, needed an outlet to reduce some storage of my thoughts. They are raw and ugly. Compilation of random poems.
