Day to day I struggle with this life,
Resisting the urge of a kiss from a knife.
All of my pain is hidden by my masking;
It pains me to hear of its asking.
It is one thing I'm simply destined to do,
Just hold it in and feel blue.
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Little Writings From A Little Person
PuisiThis is a collection of little writings and poems that I've written. They range in any subject possible. I just write whenever I'm bored, so I've decided to share them with people other than my close friends. I hope you like them. ❤
