My mind sometimes wonder if my name ever passes through someone else's lips. If ever the thought of me have the ability to light up their world. If they ever thought of me as someone who they want to have by their side at the end of time. Lastly, are they glad to have a someone like me in their lives?
-Because even myself can't stand the thought of it.
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Fragmented
PoetryShe was once a whole A beautiful piece That once builds a home But now she's a broken masterpiece ----------------------------------------------------------------------- I'm still a working progress just like this book I hope you'll understand if I...
