if you are my sugar,
does that make me your spice?
because you help me up,
when i'm down on my knees,
because you put all my broken pieces together,
that i thought would never go back into place,
i need you,
you are my sugar,
and without you,
everything is bitter to me.
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Поэзияwhen i tried to avoid the fact i wanted to die, by writing anti-suicide poems. now this book sort of became a person, it grew a mind, a soul, and a heart. so, in turn, it kept listening to my petty problems. (lowercase intended) Highest Ranking: #18...
