Rubble on the floor
I don't want to be here anymore
Shattered heart
Pieces of myself do me part
Catastrophe
Like a tornado ripping through me
What have I done?
I'm afraid it's just begun
Inside me is a war
And it wants so much more...
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Sing and Dance
PoetrySing and Dance all your troubles away, and maybe they'll come back another day #98 in Poetry (9/6/16) #48 in Poetry (9/7/16)
