I'm broken tired all alone
The fracture hurts to the bone
The impact pains like never before
But I chose to continue to soar
The goal makes a point
But with a touch to the joint
Regret fills the built walls
Was it really worth it all?
-Ji
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Poetryshort poems by a teenage girl who changes her style multiple times throughout this book. 11/13/15 - #34
