I feel like I'm starting to love,
Someone just as messed up as me.
He can understand
Just how crazy I can be.
He's just as messed up,
He can understand my pain.
Alas,
He has gone through just the same.
I want to be the one,
Who can make him feel something other than hate.
I want him to be the one,
Whom I am destined by fate.
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Poetry for the Pained
PoetryThis is just poetry that I've randomly written, and feel like publishing them will help or inspire others. They're all pretty short. Please, no hatful remarks.
