A collection of poems in the eyes of those who suffer, to relate but also to show it'll get better. Cheesy IK :)
There's short there's long and it's all copyrighted so don't even think.
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North Of Nothing
Puisi"He slammed door after door In a rhythmic fuck you The doors splintered The plants bristled And I whispered to the house not you to" "With one hand on my leg And another your phone You whisper baby you'll be fine Whilst texting she's always on h...
