Before being born we all cry. The world isn't shaped to fit us, unless we bend it. We learn to walk and to express emotions, but as we get older. We become more broken and are actually more vulnerable to what is in the world. We weren't made to be perfect, we were made to struggle and become strong.
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Random Poems
PoetryThis is just going to be where I just write random poems about how I feel, so yeah~^_^
