Nothing can touch these happy thoughts anymore,
Nothing can hurt these happy thoughts anymore,
Nothing can damage these happy thougths anymore;
They're already shattered
Into a million pieces,
What more can one do?
I have no happy thoughts.
I've lost them all.
Nothing can touch me,
Hurt me,
Damamge me,
When I'm already at my worst.
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Poetry By Me! (Morgan, he/him)
PoésieThese are poems that I write. My pen name is Morgan, so call me that! Also, I use he/they pronouns and love to write. Please, if you find any you particularly like, let me know in the comments! I plan to publish some of this in a book, just need to...
