His sleeping. Iam crying.
His smiling. Iam faking.
His living. Iam dying.
I miss him. I bet he did too.
He cares. I don't.
He stays. I pushed him.
He understand. I doubt in him.
He loves me. No, he don't deserve me.
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Memories
Poetry"The only thing people hold on into memories is because people change while memories don't." This is book is a collection of my own poetrys, and it consist of different genre regarding on my mood while writing those...
