I pray to myself to search and find a piece of me that hasn't been stepped on broken and destroyed. Yet I'm still speechless from your words but somehow I find a way to forgive you in advance for all the inconsequential pains I'll experience due to me being something less than what you deserve even at my best. I reach out and offer my heart as it's broken and scattered pieces get overshadowed by those men offering you riches and simple things worthy of an angel. The difference being my heart is all I had to give because I gave my body chasing you as you left me on horseback following a person into the dark void that is the end of you.
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The Mind of a Bear.
PoetryA collection of Poems written over time about different people. They are honest. They are true. This is a deep look inside my mind, my heart and my soul.
