I miss you,
But I won't tell you that.
For my job is not to pursue,
And neither for you.
I find a peace in that.
For, whatever will be,
It will set me free.
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Just A Broken Thing
PoetryThese are the thoughts and feelings that go through the mind of a young, broken girl. She doesn't make sense and doesn't expect you to make any out of it.
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I miss you,
But I won't tell you that.
For my job is not to pursue,
And neither for you.
I find a peace in that.
For, whatever will be,
It will set me free.
