“my face shows it rough, the thoughts are enough; I write to not bluff what my head makes up.” This is my POETRY book so it’s not an actual story but they’re the poems I write from time to time. Hope you Enjoy :)
A bruised and tattered soul;
When I want nothing more,
To reignite a hold,
And make her whole.
"𝘎𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘪𝘮."
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A/N: pretty much almost said it.