I was always running,
running from myself,
thinking I was never good enough,
never felt like I belong.
Until I met you.
you shook me,
in ways I never knew I could shake.
then you broke me,
in ways I never knew I could break.
guess now i'll have to start,
running again.
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Immortality of Pain
PoetryGatsby threw all the large parties for Daisy, I write poems for my love. and in the end? Daisy's a bitch.
