this is merely a compilation of short stories a person has made and posted online so she may be able to remember she wrote these. they mean everything and nothing. that sentence is cliche.
Old "poems" of the young boy. These are garbage and cliché. If you have found your way here, I do not recommend reading, unless you are truly curious to see where I came from. The subject matter is sensitive, often hypothetical, and as far as I remember, less than brutal. These are works of hope, fragmented memories, and a heart that tried to heal, though never broken.