I remember reading my book sitting on the couch, having him play his video games as my feet are on his lap. Watching him enjoy what's around him. I loved the smile on that face as he looked at me then back to his game
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PoetryHello, I don't write to inform you or to show you my life story. I write to show that you can move on from the past and let go. The only way you can move on it is to forgive yourself and the people who have hurt your soul. I write for the damaged, t...
