Peddles falling one by one...
Sad little flower coming undone..
From the noxious fumes of the world around you...
Created by the people who admired you...
Only to forget about you when they saw you were weak...
~myya mathewson
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Pain Reliever (Editing)
PoetryDepression is an abyss that takes years to climb out of... I am on its edge... Ready to fall in... ~myya Mathewson --------------------------- hey I need help making a new cover because the cover I have now is technically not mine and I don't know w...
