I miss a lot of things.
I miss my old town and my old friends
I miss my old games and my old toys
I miss the feeling of being a kid
But most of all, I miss being happy
I miss being able to smile without a reason
I miss the feeling of enjoying life
I miss the times when my heart didn't hurt
Even more so, I miss when I wanted to live
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Poetry By Vale
PoetryA dump for my venting, in the form of really odd poetry. Feel free to peruse, and enjoy
