As I walked, I smiled having to see a lot of people smiling and waving at me, complimenting me and encouraging me. I wasn't aware of the little bump along the road, so I fell. When I stood up from the hurt, my shoulders fell in dismay. There was no one.
Sad, but true. A lot of people will only care if you're perfect. After a fall, no one would be there.
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Love, Pain & Poetry [✓]
PoetryI think of you. I think of you in the very depths of my mind. Like Lava you flowed through, Burning my brain cells to dysfunction. A collection of original poems and prose about Love, Pain, and Poetry.
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