The Darker Ones...
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Ongoing9m
Last published Wed, Oct 25, 2017
Everything's got a light and dark side to it, and so have my poems. So obviously, they each need their own separate poem books- This one is the darker one, with all the raw emotion I can possibly muster up spilled on a page. This poem book proves that even the cheeriest of people have a darker, sadder, and angrier side to them. Not saying that I am the cheeriest person in the world though.
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