I'm devastated by what I lost,
But I'm not sorry that I let it go.
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PoesiaWhen home didn't feel like home anymore, When I had no place to go, When those four walls started to caving in, Whenever I felt like giving in, I picked up a white paper and black ink, I started to scribble my demons and miseries. Who says you can't...
losing
I'm devastated by what I lost,
But I'm not sorry that I let it go.