Battlefield Prt#2


Revealing the secrets that past
Searching for that special treasure
Sometimes look back at mistakes and laugh
Not learning the right way to love
Not focused on what I have but what I had
For some reason everything has a reason
Well I still have none
Realizing in life follows fun
Sending letters with dear, reminiscing your there
Imagining your hear
When really you never seem to care
I carry build in my dreams naturally Beauty Comes
Feeling like you struggling to walk when you run
My journey begun
Trying to hold back from getting so deep
Feeling so weak, bones hurt from beat
Barely standing on my two feet
To no one wants me
Six years on my own
No support, despising the fact you gone
Jumping home to home
Surviving by writing poems...

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