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Poetry

Quote and Poems are where we find something to hold onto, it's a way of letting all your feelings out.

Rushed

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by Sjr0419

by Sjr0419

We share something,
Not boring,
Not soothing,
It's a rough thing.

We don't love each other,
But we pretend to,
Just to belong,
To one another.

We're scared to be alone,
Tired to feel unknown,
And keeping our feelings,
Is probably the best thing.

So we take this journey,
Holding hands,
Till our knees,
Bend.

But who cares,
Who gives a fuck,
We have what we wanted,
Even if we rushed.