Osteoporosis//Remission
My back just broke
Please help me get better
Broken bones, broken hearts,
They’re all the same, rather.
You see, when part of you is aching
You feel so weak
When parts of you start breaking
Things look so bleak.
But why,
When we’re aching, why do we focus on the pain
When the only thing we should focus on is everything we gain
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Hello All! I am currently a sophomore at Oklahoma City University, majoring in Music and Pre-Med. I've always had an interest in poetry, and I enjoy writing it in my free time to express the little things on my mind. (:
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