You know how when you keep things inside you
And it starts building up
One by one
Like towers
And when you get to the highest one
It come crumpling down
And you fall and fall and fall
Until you reach the concrete floors
And you don't have the energy to cry
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A Marathon Of Thoughts
PoesiaThis is a collections of thoughts I've written over the years describing my feels toward random stuff that I've faced in life .
