I sit
I cry
My tears
I dry
I love
I sigh
I suffer
I dieBy me, Lainebug001
Word count: 16-To A Stranger
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The Thoughts and Poems from the Mind of a 14-Year-Old Girl
PuisiI'm just a teen dealing with life One Step After Another. So, enjoy these crappy limericks, verses, and rhymes. I hope they keep you company. One page at a time.
Tears
I sit
I cry
My tears
I dry
I love
I sigh
I suffer
I dieBy me, Lainebug001
Word count: 16-To A Stranger