Hush I'll be there soon
Or just so I may say,you lied you lied I know you lied,I know you lied to make me come all this way.
So now your dead I'm still alive so sorry isn't a must.
I am truly happy now I'll never lust.
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Broken Pieces Unraveled
PoesíaThe mind is the the gate way to hell and insecurity is the key to opening it .This collection of poems are just a taste of that.
