War rages in the head of the fallen . We either win the battle and rise back up, or we lose and fall to the deepest pits of death and hell. Only one person can save us. And that is ourselves. But how can we save what has already been lost the fire inside our minds? ~ A.B.M
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My poems
FantasyThis I just some of my poems. Don't not copy without my permission. I am serious. They are all about a heartbreak and cutting. I didn't copy any of this. I wrote all of this myself. Please do not stop at the first poem. I promise they get better tow...
