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WpMetadataReadЗавершенная история птн, дек. 25, 2015<5 min
/This is just random poetry that I wrote in a time when I was a bit lost./ It's always so pretty From the outside Where I can't feel or see What's lurking inside It's always so pretty So far away Where the cold can't reach me Or maybe I'm too cold anyway It's always so pretty So dark around me Blinds to all things ugly Dead to all things lively It's always so pretty But only for a select few I'm already dead to you So why can't I leave already?
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UPDATE: I wrote these when I was 13 and depressed all the time. I'm 18 now, and, fortunately, life's been going well! Unfortunately, these poems are fairly cringe, so read at your own risk. Just some poems that I write when I'm in the poetic mood. Occasionally, there might be some other people's poems. I should warn you that these can get kind of dark. Updates will be whenever I feel like it. Highest Rank: #84 in Poetry

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