I look at myself
I'm sitting on my one
I just hate the feeling of being alone
I stand the terror that lies inside of me
I keeping hoping that the feeling would just set me free
I wanna know what is the cause of this
Cause it's not bliss
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Poems
PoetryI read and write poems, I write poems to get all the thoughts and ideas out. More realistically PAIN, but other than that I feel like people can relate to such words as mine.
