Poetry describing the pain and oppression some people live in. Poetry that stands for the weak and helps the depressed. Poetry that my heart controls not my mind. Poetry that my pencil longs to write on its own. Poetry that I hope you read and reflect on.
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All the thoughts in my head that just won't go away. Maybe this will make you stay.
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