People tell me home is where is the heart is. The problem is my heart is shattered into a million pieces, which piece will lead me home?
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Depressing Stuff
PoetryIn the title, mostly me just venting about life... I write all of these if it's not mine I'll say so *spelling corrections coming soon
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People tell me home is where is the heart is. The problem is my heart is shattered into a million pieces, which piece will lead me home?