New home,new surroundings.
New surroundings,new feelings.
New feelings,new persona.
Lost home,lost familiarity.
Lost familiarity,lost comfort.
Lost comfort,lost self assurance.
Who am I?
Who is she?
Who are you?
Who are they?
I care too much.
She cares too much.
You don't care.
They don't care.
Stripped of my name.
Stripped of the bad and the good.
Stripped of the look and the memories.
Stripped of the touch.
My new lost life that I now must care for, is what's left of my stripped identity.
Stripped of my title.
Stripped of the harsh and beautiful.
Stripped of the eyes and mind.
Stripped of the warmth.
They stripped my identity.
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Evening Poems...
Short StoryThis is my collection of poems. Writing these helps me relax and get my points and feelings on my story. I hope you guys like these poems that are sure to come. These poems will be posted onto this book when I'm not working on other books. Enjoy the...
