It wasn't like they didn't want to save me,
but it was more like they couldn't
although I understood their dilemma
how can a broken pillar support a wall
whose fall was near.
-she frowned as he asked, not even the closest to you?
YOU ARE READING
THE GIRL WHO SPOKE POETRY
PoetryThe thing about pain is, it makes you question.. what makes you human? ____________ **Not cliche, I repeat, Not cliche, WARNING, not cliche**
