I'd rather pretend I'm something more
Than these broken parts.
When your soul is shattered,
And no one is around,
Do you even really suffer,
Or really come around?
When a villain falls,
The kingdom never weeps.
All I do is run,
So how do I step into the sun?
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My Random Thoughts
Poetrycompletely random things going on in my life that i need to express - mostly in poetry form (I'm slowly editing and adding poems. I made a majority of these when I was in middle school and had no clue what I was doing. Sorry for that.)
