i gave my soul away
you stole some of it, too
you shattered me
all i have left are pieces
that don't fit together
i scramble to put my mask on
play the part
doesn't stop the fact
that i'm broken
i'm in pieces
sometimes i'm so angry
i just want to shatter
everyone else
i'm done being nice
i was nice for a while
look where that got me
i'm in pieces
maybe i'll shatter others
and steal parts
so that i'm whole again
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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...
