"I played hide and seek just the other. I had squeezed myself in between an ice maker and a boiler, And those people looking for me? Yeah they forgot about me. I can't say I don't understand though, as I sat in the dark cold room. I only have a couple true friends, one's that don't forget about me. Even they seem to forget things about me, but it's ok I barely remember anything about me. Everyday that passes by I seem to forget even more things, I can't blame anyone for my fears when I'm the one to blame for all these crazy things."
-L
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PoetryThoughts, feelings and moments of my past, present and future written down. I can't say much but I like to think that they're goodish. You and I, we're an ocean of love and hatred. A land of chaos and peace, a battle that we're losing with love and...
