Home is no where,
For her,
She doesn't care.
What they think.
Death creeping closer with every day,
Though she accepted the unknown,
And why it turned out this way,
Slowly moving on from the pain.
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The Broken Road
Poetry"Sometimes the broken road is the only way home." -Unknown Part Two: I guess I'm in love. --------- A collection of 2018 poems. 3/12/19 #227 in broken 3/13/19 #285 in finding happiness 4/6/19 #5 in living life
