No mater how many things were on my mind I've always had space for you to run around my head all day, I worried about you a lot no matter what I was personally going through. I gave you my all.
You were my life, but apparently I wasn't yours.
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Emotional Torture.
PoesieCollection of poems and pieces written about daily struggles and tackling big world problems from the eyes of a teenager. Warning: Some chapters might be triggering. Triggers include: Suicide Eating disorder Self harm
