My feet have walked away,
from the same situation;
too many times.
I'm crawling place to place
and telling every lie.
Constantly I'm let down;
by the world when,
I'm at my best.
Yet I fake a smile
To know it's time to rest.
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PoetryPoetry has always completely held me together. It's kind like how you breathe oxygen. It's something I have to do. Poetry is something like oxygen to me. Without it I wouldn't survive. ~ remember love is a crime and I'll do the time for loving what'...
