it feels like my stomach is being torn to shreds
my heart is finding it hard to function
i cannot breath properly
i'm screaming
i'm crying
it's for the best
that's plain to see
to see that we were simply not meant to be
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Short Book of Poetry
شِعرWhenever I'm upset, I write poetry. Whenever I'm stuck on something in a story, I write poetry. Whenever I fall in love, I write poetry. It's a way of life.
