i rise to the floor,
as tears strike my eyes,
the mouning ive laid,
are the tears that ive cried,
the memories of us,
have burned me with in,
waiting to begin.
as i rise to the floor,
the demons take away,
all of my hurt,
all of my pain,
and make me belong,
in something once more,
something for me.
(C) brianna wahl
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tales of a broken heart; brianna's writing, journal, and poetry
i will write here when i am feeling down, and i hope that people will help me on my quest
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