Stacked up sky high, so far up I can't reach
No one can hear your words
But still understand them
You show us many things
Will your wisdom ever come to an end?
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Books are what kept me alive when I had no friends :)
They deserve more love and less hate
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Confused Days
Poetry~ Confusion helps when I'm sad. It takes my mind off it. I drift off to sleep, And all I see is darkness ~ Poems that I can't find homes for ~ 'Days' series updated every two days
