Shadows
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WpMetadataReadTerminé mer., févr. 18, 2015<5 mins
This poem shows how in my life, I have felt, and sometimes still do feel, like people don't notice me and don't take much interest in me, only noticing when they have needed something from me.
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This is a collect of my poems I know that originally it also had ones that I liked, but I deleted them to make it my own. Potential trigger warning Cover drawn by me. So don't judge, I know it's bad. *completed* 1st poem book "The Truth" 2nd poem book "Hidden By A Lie" 3rd poem book "As Bright As The Stars In The Sky" 4th poem book "The Paint Brush Of Magic Will Paint The Way"

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