I miss when we used to connect
before the arguments and pain
nothing is the same
it felts that we have disconnected
my heart hurts
tired of individual throwing
my name in dirt
everyday I wake up
I try to remain standing tall
but I have my moments
Where sometimes I fall
and when I’m depress
on a late night
I’m alone with not a
soul to call
Poetry
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