i am too afraid of change
i hate growing old
MY sanity for some PEACE i'll
exchange
my heart IS getting old
these yells in my head
screaming only if i fail
i rather be DEAD
then tell you MY tale
because if you could read my MIND
it would be the beginning of the
world's demise
tranquility IS what I try to find
but they'd be DESTROYED with one
look in my eyes
-Celina Vega
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Poems
PoetryThis is a poetry book made from people who request to put their own poems in here to any poem I find online. It is made for people to share and express their thoughts and emotions. *NONE OF THESE POEMS BELONG TO ME* (REQUESTS ARE CLOSE)
