Poem For A Rainy Day
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Complete Mon, May 22, 201713m
All poems here is dedicated for someone I can't call my own. I'm not hopeless romantic, but writing poems make my days feel better. All I wrote in here is the things I didn't say and didn't show, how can I be? He barely even know me it's sucks I'm just a stalker anyway.
"My love for you was bulletproof but you're the one who shot me."-Vic Fuentes
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