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The white cold touch melts right through my hands and leaves an irreplaceable mark on my soul.
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A/n
I wasn't gonna put this up since it's only like 20 words or less, but here you go anyways.
P.s.
It snowed a lot today, so I have no school :)
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Tears Of A Confused Soul // Poems
PoetryI don't speak for you, I don't speak of societal truths I speak for myself, I speak of my truths My heart is mine. My Poems. not much to it. No specific genre, just my mood in that moment and time. Since it has to do with my moods, I may not post...
