Just because you lost a family member,
Doesn't mean you'll cry til' September.
Just because you found that your health is at least,
Doesn't mean you're already deceased.
Just because you're homeless and broke,
Doesn't mean nothing matters of the words you have spoke.
Just because you're heart is shattered,
Doesn't mean nothing ever mattered.
Just because what you had is no longer,
Doesn't mean to stop getting stronger.
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The Idea of a Broken World
PoetryAll of the poetry I've ever written will be in this story... most of them cover ideas about romance, death, and tragedy. Each one contains very strong messages and opinions. It's named "The Idea of a Broken World" because almost all of the poetry I...
