I Am
I am a book with no cover.
I am a book with no spine.
I am the back pack which screams shove her.
I am the face which lies 'I'm fine'.
I am the ache that comes from a break of a lover.
I am glass in need of polish and shine.
I am the nothing in the moment of a hover.
I am in need of a sign
Of how to make a bright future mine.
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Death and Relationships - A Poetry Collection.
PuisiJust your average collection of poems.