thinking of poetry not like my literature lessons but as a broken vessel drifting in an ocean of tears just floating on fears,"no similarities" just broken bonds that can never be repaired,I shout so loud "hear"please show me that you still care for I sit alone scared sleeping with nightmares trying just to see clear wishing this darkness would disapair, searching in my dreams trying to find a place where they still cared my heart says beware not everyone will accept a broken spear...
©kamoy13
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