Beautiful Disaster
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I'm an amateur writer and this is my first time using wattpad. Here are just a few of my poems. I've struggled with depression for much of my life and writing is how I deal with it... Some of these may include explicit content (language, self harm, etc) so if that bothers you then I don't recommend this for you! so on that note, I guess we'll see how this goes!
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