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Ongoing, First published May 08, 2015
Mature
I. They are sweeter then anyone who's cleaner.

II. Mostly a little drunk maybe stoned I was sober and they said "Good on you" and "Why though"

III. I have gotten a hundred more hugs and shared food and offers of a jacket  to keep off the cold in a few hours with strangers who form this family then with my own family and many of my friends.

IV. I felt so goddamned safe there.

V. But of course it couldn't fucking last.
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Live, love, laugh and die. This is just life! (Songs and poems from the heart)

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These poems that i have wrote mainly come from my depressive side or my romantic side. They all express who i am and what my life is like. I write these poems and share them with you because i hop that they will help you get through difficult situations about love, self-harm or suicide. I hope you all like these poems. I agree that they are not for everybody but i have wrote themto help you and me!!