A hard pill to swallow
Knowing you'll never be free
That peace won't follow
'Till you let the past be
And when tomorrow comes
Again you will find
You're shackled in yesterdays chains
Of all not left behind
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Where Shadows Grow
PoésieA collection of poems that I have written during some of my deepest depressions. Some are based on dreams while others are based off of my life. It is an ecclectic mix of dark, sad poetry that I hope you can appreciate.
