I'm an unfinished poem with the potential to be deep as the blue sea or as hallow as the heart of a man who doesn't know what it means to grieve.
Waiting for a meaning to who I am is self destructive, but the other half of me is out there with ways to construct me into a beautiful masterpiece.
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RightSoulWrongEra
Sep 12, 2015 02:37AM
I swear, it's like my phone goes to random stories on Wattpad when it's in my pocket and favorites them on its ownView all Conversations