languageA Poem by breakthebrokenonea poem about the language of love and depression.
When I needed you
more than ever I could not find the words or even a language to tell you how I felt. I could not find the right way to thank you for all the times you loved me and never left. You have stayed despite not knowing the language of depression but you taught me the language of love.
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Added on March 4, 2020 Last Updated on March 4, 2020 Authorbreakthebrokenonechristchurch, canterbury, New ZealandAboutI am 21. I would love to hear what my fellow poets think of my work. I post new work every second day. I have tattoos and love Leonard Cohen and Sylvia Plath. I listen to a lot of Lana Del Rey and I w.. more..Writing
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