There's a word we try not to say; we try not to think.
We are afraid of what it does and who it attacks,
We sit and wait for the news to be good, only to hear it's only staying around.
It's 2:33 a.m. and all the words we come up with is...
Why me?
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Hey guys I don't have many readers, but I have still been writing, a lot actually so spread the word, help me get my writing out there, I appreciate all of you!
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Thoughts Unsaid
PoetryThese poems are the things I hold in and wait to write, They are the thoughts that are unsaid. - I hope you can enjoy these and read them through a new light, I'm not a writer officially but this is a dream of mine. Any support given is very much...
