I try to spread my newfound peace and joy across my soul
Grazing every part of myself gingerly, showing it the love she never could have
But some days I come across a fragment
A small part of myself that refuses to change
And I carry on
But I constantly worry that the places where I still feel as bitter as the ash that surrounded my heart will outweigh my care in the end
And it keeps me awake and wondering for longer than I would like to admit
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The Words Left Unsaid-Poems
PoetryThese are a few poems I wrote that I put online. Enjoy!