There's another lying on the ground,
another wishing to be found.
So I break my heart once again,
I give a part to them.
I did not lose it,
just merely shrunken.
To lend a hand,
is the only way to mend.
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Poems On Broken Mirrors
PoesieThis is a collection of poetry I have written. It is based off of all of my mental illnesses, trauma and disorders. I will try and update often, but if I don't please bare with me. The poetry is about my life, the life of others, values, emotions, a...
