maybe the reason
everyone thinks I'm so nice
is because i gave everyone
a piece of my soul
because i knew they were missing pieces of theirs
maybe the reason
i know i'm not
is because i have such little soul left
will anyone give me a piece of theirs back?
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Raging Storm
Poetry{a storm may last a moment but a moment is all it takes} raindrops can be hurricanes, too. all raindrops end up in the ocean eventually, though. but we will rise again, learn to breathe again, because broken doesn't mean weak. A collection of poems...
