July 7, 2014
9:56AM
When you left, I started smoking again.
The less brain cells I have,
The less I can think about you.
The less I can think about you,
The less tears fall from my eyes.
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Things I'll Never Say To You
PoetryThis begins with an introduction to myself. Each "chapter" or "part" will be another poem with a different topic or meaning. Things I'll Never Say To You is a online book that you can decipher each poem in whatever way you want to. The "you" in the...