You wake up every
Morning to fight
The same demons
That left you
Tired the night
Before, and that,
My love, is bravery.
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PoetryJust a few poems and such about my life how I'm feeling and what I'm going through. Unless stated with ~broken angel, the poems aren't mine I only found them online. *TRIGGER WARNING*
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You wake up every
Morning to fight
The same demons
That left you
Tired the night
Before, and that,
My love, is bravery.
