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Poetry

Just some poems I write when I feel the need to vent. It's like my own personal journal.

In two

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by veena25001

by veena25001

I'm broken in two all because of you.

You cut me down,

break me down,

leave me shaking in my boots.

I try to run,

try to hide,

but you always know where to find me

when you wanna fuss and fight.

Well goodnight.

I'm so done.

I'm glad you had your fun.

Now it's over, so back off.

I'm tired of being soft.

I won't take it anymore.