Untold Stories
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MatureOngoing16m
Last published Wed, Mar 21, 2018
What if...have you...are you...I don't know...
Are some of my two line word that made me stop and think about.
Theres alot of words I want to write but can't find a right word.
And alot of stories to be told but I'm just afraid to say it all or
maybe afraid to be ignored
and or maybe because I know you will never hear it out.
This are My Untold Stories.
Ready to be told.
All Rights Reserved
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