Blessed BeA Poem by transentience
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Every blessing Every second Doubting All my curses As your curses Drown you Are you Glad to know I found you Can you Help me try to save you Can I Even save myself? What have they done to me?! I'm a catastrophe Lost in pathetic ways of triviality My God, what am I worth? Could this get any worse Knowing that I never Stood a chance © 2017 transentience |
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Added on February 8, 2017 Last Updated on February 10, 2017 Author
transentienceBuena Park, CAAbout29. Writer, dreamer, musician, thinker, disabstractionist An empath who fights for what they believe in My mind is a blessing and a curse, but music keeps me balanced I tend to psychoanalyze .. more..Writing
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