StitchesA Poem by vvaste
my eyes were
bright sparkling with knowledge my head filled to the brim with life but you could take me down in an instant and you did now I'm black all I feel is empty and I've been trying trying so hard to put myself back together but my stitches keep coming open © 2015 vvasteAuthor's Note
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Added on September 2, 2015 Last Updated on September 2, 2015 Tags: depression, depressing, sad, empty, abuse |