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i made you my whole word
i made this place in which you never returned
i made a bed, it's comfort crafted just for you
i made this place in which you never knew.
i gave you my whole world
i gave my heart for something undeserved
i gave you all my space
i gave up everything to lay abandoned in this place.
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YOU ARE READING
'identity'- poetry
Poetry"perhaps it's impossible to wear an identity without becoming what you pretend to be" a poem book exploring struggles with identity, emotions, and finding a place where you belong (a few of these poems are from my other poem book "inside me".)
