Sometimes the death stops us from thriving
It stops us from spreading our wings
It stops us from giving fear a look in its eye and going forward
I wanted to disappear
Disappear away from the pupils watching my every move
They think you are fragile
Well, I am but don’t think that
Fragile like I break any second with mismatched pieces that cannot be fixed
I lost myself
But now I am on a journey to find peace
I do not want to lose myself any longer
Help
Me
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