Hate... || Poetry

LECTURES 133
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LECTURES 133
Votes 12
Parties 11
Durée <5 mins

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I don't show my expression in person
I show it in the way of writing
The way of feeling

I wonder how far can i go
I was just a useless child
Who seek love everywhere
I go.Tous Droits Réservés

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Why Don't I Write You A Poem, écrit par ShustKidding

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Dear mind, you are weird!!

In times of solitude and despair I tend to drift away into a gloomy state, just thinking about how if, I could pen down these thoughts into words and document them for the purpose of reference and comfort. Dive in and have a field day about how vague but enticing my mind is and how much I can hide from the whole world._You are welcome to compliment.

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