i've become a master
at breaking my own
heart
with simple thoughts,
dreams, and hopes
that are impossible to
acheive
things that i will never
accomplish, places
i will never go, and
people i will never be
able to love
because my mind holds
me back so very much
it makes me sad.
and frustrated.
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For All The Young People,, Poetry
PoésieA book strictly dedicated to poems. Poems by myself, others (given credit), and you, if you'd like to submit. If you would like to submit a poem, leave a post/comment down below or PM me. *Rules for submitting*: -Preferred to have a title, not nece...
