Mon, 12/09/2019 - 12:43 -- Aws

I’ve become a master of breaking my own heart

With simple thought

hopes and dreams

that I set myself

knowing it is impossible to reach 

I will never reach or accomplish them

I will never go

and reach them

see the people I love

because my mind holds me back

it is sad and frustrating 

but its ok.


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