We Became The Mad Men

We Became The Mad Men

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I must wash the blood off my hands and the only way is with ink ~ Collection of my poetry.
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poems about my life they are happy they are sad they are loving they are hateful they are pieces of me sewn into the thoughts of you if you have any questions ask me thanks for reading ••••••• 2nd poetry book.

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