I have cuts on wrists,
A cigarette between my lips,
And a bottle of beer I know I'll miss,
I'll miss everything once it's gone,
And believe me,
I know it'll be gone,
Just like everything else I wished would last forever.
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The Way I Feel
PoezjaThe Way I Feel is a story is made of many different poems I wrote. Poetry helps me express my feelings better than just trying to talk to someone about them. I hope you enjoy them and make you keep wanting to read more!
