I am crumbling,
Reverting back to what I was before I knew what I could be.
A body,
In ruins,
But still standing.
This is Rome before it falls,
This is a city before the storm,
This is me before I'm gone.
- My Body Is A Temple
Alexandra Andrews
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Storms Don't Stop For You
PoetryPoetry and prose about love, hate, and everything in between.
