I wonder if I was perfect
Would that be me in your pictures?
Would I be the one you said “i love you to”
Did I even have a chance?
Or was it a game , a test , to see how far I would go to be your definition of “perfect.”
(Excerpt from my high school journal)
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My bleeding heart
PoetryI have written a lot of poetry and thought it would be nice to post on here. Every poem that is posted is by me from my brain. please do not steel but you may share. thank you , hope you enjoy!
