i don't deserve your love
i tend to fuck up everything
this is a conversation, not a love poem
looking in the mirror, talking to herself
sold her soul so she could find love
and now im here
mind you, i was younger
trying to kill the hunger
forever
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I'll Be Fine (pt. 1 of 2)
Poetrypoetry showing my stress. relieving, coping, really. continuing to add poems, sometimes daily. use this as place to talk about your own frustrations and dances with pain and strife apparently wattpad limits the number of parts you can have, so I'm s...
