It's days like these where I know I can't take anymore.. or I'll blow away like sawdust.
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Spreading My Wings .1 (Lonely Adulthood Series's)
PoetryBurdened by the sickness, that is slowly killing me. I try and find joy in the little things. Determined that I won't let my past drag me behind.. even if that means I leave people behind. Spread my wings are take fight towards the life I wish to le...
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It's days like these where I know I can't take anymore.. or I'll blow away like sawdust.
