It's funny how the deepest, darkest secrets hide right underneath your nose. Or fingers.
It depends what's hovering over the screen as you read this.
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The Thoughts and Poems from the Mind of a 14-Year-Old Girl
PoesíaI'm just a teen dealing with life One Step After Another. So, enjoy these crappy limericks, verses, and rhymes. I hope they keep you company. One page at a time.
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It's funny how the deepest, darkest secrets hide right underneath your nose. Or fingers.
It depends what's hovering over the screen as you read this.
