Adulting with a soul that's still stuck at the time when I was 11 years old. A bit fruity, but mostly bittersour, watching the clock tick, passing by the hours.
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A Bouquet Of Sour Flowers
poems about love, loss, and what not..
These short poems contain parts and pieces of myself.
