Why should I cover up who I am.
Poetry is how I let out out these built up emotions
Poetry is what keeps these white walls from turning red.
Do you understand....
Or are my words still that insignificant to you

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This Dying Love
RandomLove is dying. Love is hurting. Love is boring. Love is searching for something new. Love is simply love. This book isn't just about love. Its about the good times and the bad times. And everything in between. This is a personal journal at most. D...