Losing sight of what you have and walking down this road alone. You give them all you have to give, yet no one wants to hold your hand. Being a spirit to the ones around is another hard thing, just hang in and soak up what you can, one day you'll be bigger then them all. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Insecurity is sometimes a hard thing for me to deal with.
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No real story to this, just
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Ok, here's the story...I was in drama and finally
The story of this poem is written in the words.
This poem was written by a friend of mine...A.J. Hart
Just a couple words to a friend who
Friends
Restrained From Love
Lost Hearts
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