her soul no longer existed.
even her shadow walked out of her so called life
faith,
family,
friends,
she had nothing.
nothing was left
at her
it was all thrown.
calamity.
failure.
misfortune.
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About Me
- a day in the life of megan
- I'm a dancer, a student, a poet(or at least I'd like to think so), and so much more
1 comment:
alright miss meganne... your readers are expecting a new poem soon!!
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