My Poetry
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Ongoing58m
Last published Fri, Apr 3, 2015
Writing poetry is my way to deal with the things life throws at me.
It helps me explain and understand my own feelings...
I have to warn you, some are dark, others are sad...
Hope you'll enjoy reading them, and please don't forget to leave comments.
Love Ng
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