On My Own

March 27, 2019May 15, 2019 ~ Ms. Steele

Laughter slips through 
 The holes in my soul
 And while you may have answers
 Your words fall on a hollow heart
 Reminding me that
 Some places and most people
 Aren’t here to help me heal

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