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Poetry

Everyone is glass, so easily broken, so hard to fix. Warning: This book may contain triggering subjects. Read at your own will and risk.

Believe

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by Lil_BeanyBob

by Lil_BeanyBob

What do you believe.

I believe.

In everything.

And nothing.

It is endless.

And yet has no beginning.

There is no "was".

There is no "will be".

There is only "is".

She is alone.

She is numb.

She is broken.

She is depressed.

She is.

That is all they see.

Even though.

I was happy.

I was full.

I was alive.

I was thriving.

I was.

And there's still time.

I will be okay.

I will be normal.

I will be fixed.

I will be accepted.

I will be.