I feel like I don't belong here,
or anywhere at all.
Everything's so foreign,
Never touched by any other soul;
Waiting to be bloomed.
And I'm just a stranger here,
Looking through another man's soul.
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Bloom
PoetryBLOOM, A collection of random poems and thoughts. Bloom, Among the wilted Inspite of your feelings Don't let it down Just bow down Bloom, Wherever you are planted Even when the snow's falling Brace yourself Be strong Bloom, Pushing yourself...
