Heartbroken </3

I ponder though 

the thoughts I know as my own 

are really just the ones of the the past life 

like past people 

I ask people if they truly knew love 

cause I've been heart broken

i'm heart broken 

I'm scratching screaming for oxygen 

grab my headphones and get lost with in 

the music 

i use it to get through it and stop pursuin' 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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