My dearest, don't cry. Your tears bring a sadness to my heart, and I cannot bare to watch you suffer. You needn't be so overwhelmed with your tasks, for you can handle anything that comes your way. Not only can you succeed, but you can pass those who stand above you, and in all your glory, you will be happy. The journey may be rough and painful, and there will be people that come and go, but you mustn't let that stop you from reaching your dreams. You can slow down, and take a moment to remember, but so long as you keep walking, you will forgive and forget. My love, you are a perfected flaw, someone who lay so broken and now stands tall. You rise above all and started from the lowest of levels, you're the wishes we all set out to be. My dear, stay strong, do not let this bump keep you from your journey. You will get past this, and you will continue, for you are gloriously strong.
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Broken Poetry
ПоэзияJust a bunch of my writings, usually dark but there are a few bright ones hidden in there somewhere... I hope you enjoy!
