One day it'll get better.
It does.
Except no one is here to help
They
All
Left
Me
YOU ARE READING
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Poetrycan the words flowing through my mind be crafted into something beautiful? something worthy? *my wildly terrible attempts at poetry because why not?
xii.
One day it'll get better.
It does.
Except no one is here to help
They
All
Left
Me
