Everyone loves the poems that hurt me the most. It's little wonder that the greatest writers, the ones whose works we lovingly praise, were merely lost, broken fools.
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PoetryA collection of thoughts, dreams, poems, short stories, hopes, fears, regrets, and whatever else comes to mind at 2am
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Everyone loves the poems that hurt me the most. It's little wonder that the greatest writers, the ones whose works we lovingly praise, were merely lost, broken fools.
