I have no more sad songs to weep to
My heart's reduced to the size of a stone
And with every beat it beats
It's getting harder to breathe.
So, I kill a part of me
And bury it deep
Away from you,
Away from humanity.
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Scarred || Poetry
Poetry[Previously known as Poems by Me] "From every wound there is a scar, And every scar tells a story. A story that says I survived." ••• I wonder why I'm so sad. I wonder how and when it got so bad. But, most of all I wonder w...
