They call it Poetry I guess...
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It's just a folder of thoughts. Unsent letters. Conversations with the dark. A few scars put into words, and a few wishes whispered to a silent room.
Some people would call it poetry.
I just call it what happened.
(Maybe you'll find something of yours in here, too.)
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