What's real, and whats fake? Is it possible to take a break? Just for a minute, just for my own sake, is it possible to fix my mistake? To change what happened, to change their minds. To see their smiles, to see the signs. Are you there? Of course not, you never were. I was, only me. It's always been only me.
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Random poems I wrote
PoetryJournaling is boring to me, so when I feel strong emotions I write poems. These are some of my more recent poems I've written over the years, hope you like them!
