The Other Side of Me
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Ongoing5m
Last published Wed, Apr 27, 2016
Words that are never unsaid have a way of taunting and destroying a person inside. This is just a collection of my inner thoughts and feeling that l cant talk to anyone about. We all have our scars and secrets and all mine are expressed in the form of poems so hopefully at least one person will be able to relate or even understand how l am feeling, I just want to know that l am not alone
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