to be alone,
to be on your own,
to know that I'm alive
for now.
nothing in my heart
to be torn apart,
I let all that die
when I found my man.
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Author:
𝓱𝓪𝔂𝓵𝓮𝓲𝓰𝓱 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I am in a constant state of exhaustion and I have been living off of coffee for the past week and a half. I am also currently obsessed with Elvis and my grade card came back with all A's, so that's okay.
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