Emo/Edgy Poems/Quotes
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I'm bored and sad, quarantine sucks.
I dont know the extent in which im going to write these, but i just wrote one and I want to share so why not. Some might even be scary or emotionally scarring just like me so, have fun. Also the I do not own the picture in the story cover, and most likely most of the pictures i will use will not be mine.
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