Silly Little Writings
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!!!WARNING!!! Some of these poems do talk about things relating to, and including: depression, self harm, and suicide. If you are sensitive to that, then I do not suggest you read these. Reader discretion advised.
These are all poems I have written sense just a few weeks after my 16th birthday. They are very good, but my sister's and friends said I should post them, and I thought it might be fun.
Most of them are sad, dark, and depressing as hell, and some are dumb and hard to understand.
If you have and questions or comments, feel free to leave one.
I post a new one everyday, except Fridays and Saturdays. I may miss those days due to having to work and not having time to write, I'm to tired, can't find motivation, or just forget. I may forget other days, but I do my best to have at least one posted for you all daily.
I post all of these on an app called amino in a couple of community's I'm in there, and I've been posting these there for a long time, so if you want to read some of these before anyone else and see some of my friends work, don't be afraid to ask. Or if you just want to know more about what the hell I'm talking about here.
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