Tall ragged glass, separating the things I needed to last
My friends, family living on that side,
While I cried, died, breaking so fast
Shards of glass, sticking out of my hands
From me punching that boundary, while they all laughed in a trance
Laughing bitterly, at my own ignorance
To think I was normal, was my mistake in the end
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Free Flow
PoetryThis book is going to be set up in a certain way. The chapters of every title are going to be what I express my thoughts on, whether it's in poem form or just talking about it. I own everything in this story and I hope you enjoy ^_^
