TEARS ROLLING DOWN AT NIGHT.
STUCK BETWEEN THE DARKNESS WANNA SEE THE SUNSHINE WANNA SEE THE LIGHT.
I OFTEN TALK TO MY SELF AND SOMETIMES TO THE MOON TELLING HER THAT I WILL BE A MEMBER OF HER FAMILY BETWEEN THE STARS SOON.
BROKEN AND LOST YET HAVE A HOPE THAT I WILL OVER COME THIS FEAR THAT TIME IS VERY NEAR.
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YOU ARE READING
OVER COME.
PoetryPOETRY. IT IS HARD RIGHT NOW YOU ARE MAYBE FEELING LOST TIRED AND WANT TO GIVE UP BUT ONEDAY YOU'RE GONNA LOOK BACK AND THANK YOURSELF FOR NOT GIVING UP. ❣️
