Other Part Of Me
Dear other half,
Half of me is in the ground covered in dirt as the other half of me is on earth feeling hopeless.
I remember the good and bad times with the other part of me.
But now I see the other part of me with my name craved in stone.
I feel like digging into the ground, getting the other part of me but I know she is safe place with our king.
This poem is about:
Me
My family
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