I woke up one morning
Didn't care anymore,
Just got out of bed
Cold touch of the floor.
Though I wasn't bothered
By that any longer,
As the cold in my heart
Had frozen much stronger.
The fire once there
Had burnt out like a candle,
After you put my fragile love
Through more than it could handle.
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Into This Mind Of Mine by LucasHunt7
PoetryFinding yourself isn't easy, but a blank page full of endless possibilities may just help you find what you're looking for.
