Poems
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MatureOngoing59m
Last published Sun, Jun 13, 2021
"But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell. I know right now, you can't tell. But stay a while and maybe you'll see a different side of me"
- Matchbox 20
Poems are my way of freedom, to express myself, and all of them are here in one place, mostly because i have nowhere else to put them and i'm trying to do something i don't usually do
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