Poetry
You know, poems and stuff
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Lost in the Books
Society always pressures us forward, but what about those to slow to keep up?
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When the Night Lost the Moon
We all lose things, and in our grief we say things we don't mean.
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It Tastes Like Stardust
When its two in the morning and she makes my heart beat, I write something like this.
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Why I Sit in the Rain
No one ever asks the right questions.
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Melting Away
I don't belong here, but if not here then where?