I don't know why I keep writing.
Even though I have so much to say I'm just wasting my time.
I don't know why I keep trying.
All it does is wear me down and make me weak, make me easier to hurt.
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Poems For Him
Poetrya collection of poems for those of us who talking isn't enough to heal the pain of loving someone who can't seem to love you back.
