Poems from the heart
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Last published Wed, Apr 15, 2015
This is where I write how I feel and how other might feel and go through . If there's anything you want me write about leave a comment and I will
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I'm not the best writer, but I like to write an awful lot. Just a couple of poems that I wrote, nothing special.
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