My body is a curse.
A boundry I cannot cross,
for tommorow it will be a bless.
my body is a cage,
my mind the captived one.
my body is like a prison,
for my very own soul.
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poetry
PoetryA collection of my poems. People said they liked my poetry and I decided to share them here. Some of this poems are good others probably aren't but I posted them anyway. I just wrote down whatever popped in my head, what happened in my mind, what I...
