My whole body is constantly at war with itself.
Every day I wake up hoping the war is over.
I think to myself "Maybe my brain has finally thrown up the white flag at my heart and surrendered."
Yet every day I wake up and my mind is still at battle with all of my heart's emotions.
When will the violence end.?
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The Story
Poesia"The Story" is not about anything in particular. It is about many things ,but put into one book. This book in particular (like many more to come) is put together by poetry. (These are all wrote by me.) There are some that are straight to the point...
