Living a life is what most people want.
Well, I'm not most people. I'm barely surviving on the thin rope I'm helplessly holding onto.
What's the point?
Living is what most people wish for.
Not me.
I couldn't care less about anything.
Living is what most people desire.
I don't desire anything.
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(A/n) I was on a plane and I was bored so I decided to write a few poems. I hope they don't suck.
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YOU ARE READING
Mysterious
PoetryLove is different for all of us. Some is given. Some is taken. Some is one-sided. Some isn't. Hate is different for all of us. Some is given. Some is taken. Some is one-sided. Some isn't.
