why do i feel like,
when you left,
you left with a piece me,
can't you see?
can't you see my cracks from where you stand?
you took those pieces with you.
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on a journey
Poetrya girl finding herself through pain and heartbreak . using her words as her escape, she grows to love herself thanks to @shoobari for the beautiful cover!
