Stop... Look at what's right in front of you, Look in her eyes, Do you see it yet? You say you see nothing. That's because everything she's ever Loved or cared for is gone.
Her eyes are empty, Her heart is shattered, she's numb because now nothing else matters. Now all she is, is a lost soul, empty and cold...
~M.A.B. 💘
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"Poetry: From the Mind of a Girl Who's Alway's Running"
PoesíaThese are poems that I've written. They're personal I would say, but I'd like to share them with anyone who's willing to read them, who can maybe relate. I'll also put some on here that I have that I've read before that I've liked and have been able...
