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Ongoing, First published Apr 30, 2017
Mature
Just poems I write for whatever I'm feeling at that time. Some are short some are. Read or don't I don't care. But if you do read I hope you like at least one of these. I will write some when I feel like. This book won't really have a schedule so be patient. Thank you enjoy! ☺☺☺ OH AND ONE MORE THING some of these might be a bit depressing because that's what I was feeling so just a little heads up!!!!!!
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This is a place for me to put all the things I wish I said but I just couldn't. These are a way for me to "say" these things without actually saying them to the person I want to. I probably won't ever go back or read any of these because it's like revisiting a bad memory so don't expect much in terms of editing. Also I wouldn't consider this poetry but it is laid out that way. WARNING Talk of depression, suicide, anxiety, and self harm. Don't read if you don't like things like that and may get triggered. I don't mean to cause anyone problems of any sort, but these are the things I feel and can't help. Please keep negativity away as this is a sensitive subject for a lot of people. Thank you. Highest rankings: 99 in sadpoems Highest rankings: 118 in iwannadie