Monday, November 25, 2013

Bits of ME


Bits of ME

Poetry is mine
Words cascade forth from my mind
Preserve bits of ME

 
Preserve bits of ME
Don't want to be forgotten
Like I never lived


Like I never lived
Never felt cared for enough
I never mattered

 
I never mattered
Could not please people enough
Destructed ego


Destructed ego
Myself broken. Into bits
Preserve bits of ME



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