there's not a single person
on this planet
that doesn't have a scar
or two
we're all hurting
we're all in the
struggleso what are you
going to do?
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(untitled) -- a collection of experimental poetry [COMPLETE]
Poetrymy keyboard is a minefield. my mind is broken glass. when my body bursts apart, the shards catch light and look like blinking stars. ( 1 year of poetry )
a call to arms against our scars
there's not a single person
on this planet
that doesn't have a scar
or two
we're all hurting
we're all in the
struggleso what are you
going to do?