I'm so tired of pulling back the arrows and missing my target am i so lost in my thoughts i'm searching for something that's no longer there im done missing my target this time imma hit it
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Every rose 🌹 grows differently
Poetryheartbroken depression grief love anxiety. I started writing poetry in 2020 after a rough patch in life so I've decided to share some old and new ones some from my diary I hope you enjoy and feel less alone
