Something, something very important was stolen from me. Something I've needed for years. There is a hole, where it used to be. Where it should be. Where it never should've left. I don't know what it is. I may never know. But, I know you have it. And I'm willing to do anything to get it back.
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Poetry And Broken Lines
PoetryThis book does not get updates frequently. It is for my own personal use, and I warn those who read this. This is a book of poems, story ideas, and other writings. Enjoy!
