Poem -
A Part Of My Soul
I feel like dying,
I don't want any of this,
Wanting and needing,
Being greedy is far to hasty,
Belonging or finding,
True or Fake,
Lies or Truth,
Sorrow or Death,
Pushing and Pulling,
Give or Take,
Maybe by disappearing it might be peaceful after all.
Gwen.P
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