If I lied alone, all day long
Would I feel the pain?
Or would I feel strong
The pain that is incurable
The type only you can give
The type that doesn't help weather you die or live
The one that's on it's own can thrive
by the hurt deep down inside
so, would it just leave or keep me on a rope
because knowing all this on my own I can't cope.
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My Poems
ПоэзияWhen I am upset, mad, sad, uncomfortable, I write. I am sharing these with everyone because i feel as if it will help me to be more confident and less like this.
