Alein - Poem by Kiera Chastain
I'm sorry I can't be who you truly want...
That is do you want anything?
Anything I have?
How is it what we had before is broken?
Why can I never bring it back despite what we have left?
What can grow upon the pile of ashes left from our battle?
Who am I...?
When will you be back...?
Why am I so...
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