day one
alone
day two
sad
day three
broken
repeat
is this what love is?
love broke me down
love;the only thing that kept me alive
and then it gone
love was gone
-and then I learned that to love was not to rely
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Poetrylost thoughts hoping to find a home on paper. (And with that she found her worth was more then a feeling) **new to this whole writing thing. **the feedback means the most xxx ***if you ever need to talk my inbox is open:)
