Me, you, all of the dark ones
We are all different
With our pink, green, and blue hair
With our tattoos and chains
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Stories by We are fearless 45
poems only few will understand
These are poems that only a few people in this world will understand.
What We Were
L was broken, a depressed, lonely girl. She never had enough love, or always had to much. Her heart never kne...
The Truth About Him
When I was 11 my mom died. When he was 11 his mom left.
When I was 12 my dad started drinking, and working...