Thank you my heart,
for healing my pain
Removing the screws
and loving the stains.
Thank you my mind,
preserving my sanity
Organized thoughts,
time for reality.
And to the artist,
you live in my bones
Dancing and dreaming,
building your throne.
Thank you my body,
for wearing my scars
We built heaven from hell,
now we're covered in stars.
Most of all things,
A thank you to me
That sweet little girl
for holding the key
Although we've been broken,
we won't fall apart
through anger or tears,
I love you, my heart.
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Ode to Life
PoésieIt's chaos to figure out how to live. To love yourself, to love others, to create, to destroy. It's just life. But maybe... just life isn't a bad thing? You can't have good without the ugly. This has all my poems combined, this'll be my only poetry...
