Words Left Unspoken
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These are poems I've written ever since I could remember. I have felt a lot of pain and no one in my life seemed to understand what I was going through. Some people didn't care, some people didn't notice, some people didn't want to know. To survive, I wrote and I composed music. These are my words and my lyrics. I hope they help somebody.
***Trigger warning*** Please take care of yourself when reading some of these poems. I used to be in a very dark place when I wrote some of these, so please only read what you can handle.
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