If we are all broken,
Then who is there to repair us?
If we are all imperfrect,
Then who is there to perfect us?
If we are all angry,
Then who is there to console us?
If we are all lost,
Then who is there to find us?
If we are all nothing,
Then why are some people something?
If we all have nothing
Then what are possesions?
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Life As It Comes
PoetryBasically just a collection of short poems I've written. I write them when I'm bored or tired, and I felt the need to share them. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE comment, even if its just awesome.. or crapp. :) The best comments will be the one where you tell...