Poetry
The Story of ME
if only you could see
i'm falling apart
and i don't know why.
i have nothing to hold on to,
nothing to keep me
from complete and total
depression taking over
emptiness filling me
leaving way
for only redemption
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I set you so high I could not reach myself.
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