My old poems, from the depressed, self hatred, heartbroken teenager years of mine.
I only have one currently...Actually...I don't think I have the others anymore....So, I have one.
Now, I'm really upset...Great. I can't believe I threw away the spiral that had all of my poems in it!
I guess, I'll have to come up with new ones.
Update: I found the spiral with all of my old poems in it! They're in the completely original form, too. Raw. I am happy. I almost had a breakdown over the thought that I don't have them anymore.