Breathe, they say,
Breathe, it's not hard.
My lungs were too big,
Or maybe too small.
It would happen at school,
At the park,
Or even the mall.
Breathe, they say,
Breathe, but why was it so hard?
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Poems For Sadness
PoesieJust a place where I write short poems or stories or whatever pops in my head. This is just for me, so I really don't mind whether or not you read it, but if you do then please don't judge. But please don't steal these, I did write all of these myse...
