and yet again I am alone
in the midst of your presence I feel fear
each day sang a new song
yet when I was young the morning broke of tears.you said you needed something new,
I thought I was new.in late I figured out I was a dirty penny
I hate myself for what I couldn't be.
now you come up to me and play pretend
you tell me you love me and you were wrongI told you,
tell that to my demons I left in Springwood.
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Sun, Moon, and Stars
PoetryThis is a book of non/poetry A book of my thoughts, my feelings, and my everyday life. This started out about me but, now means so much more, this is for you, all of you. Thank you for making my wildest dreams come true!♥️ #961 in poetry, 2-8-18!