Lost and Stressed

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Ongoing<5 mins

Last published Tue, Aug 26, 2014

Poetry

A poem I wrote when I was somewhere i didn't wanna be. But I had to choice. I was "Lost and Stressed", I wanted to go home. But I couldn't until it was time. The time being there kept on expanding. Blah blah here's the poem.

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