Because you came into my soul, when i was built up, but still vulnerable and ripped apart my lungs so i couldnt speak then took my heart to make me weap then broke my bones to make me weak•
Then you came back and made me me.
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Excerpts From A Book Ill Never Write| #Wattys2018
Poesia©2017 By dallywinston1738 or Annaka Logue or Annaka Marie ||All rights reserved.|| ||Plagerism is punishable by law|| These silent thoughts were stuck in my head. Wanting, begging,pleading to be let out. They never ended up becoming more than a few...