Poems
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Last published Sat, Jan 16, 2016
Not a story, just a bunch of poems from my heart. I occasionally write them but not on a daily basis. The first one is my absolute favorite.
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Some poems I've written and had nothing else to do with them. I hope you enjoy them. Most of them are sad, so this is a warning! I'd be very grateful if you'd leave comments about them and maybe even suggestions! Thanks for reading!
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