Promises made,
yet never fulfilled,
I find myself asking,
“Why do I still care?”
Is my yearning for love,
for acceptance,
so deep,
so desperate?
Yearning Unfulfilled
A place to show my work
A place to show my work
Promises made,
yet never fulfilled,
I find myself asking,
“Why do I still care?”
Is my yearning for love,
for acceptance,
so deep,
so desperate?
M.A.D. Works 
No, it’s very natural.
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hugs Missy a beautiful heartfelt poem here! ❤
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