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The Joy of the Forgotten
I totally forgot. It hurt me more than ever that I did. I got depressed and was ever in a foul mood. I ate to make myself feel better,but that ...
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Letters to My Grandma
It's sketchy but I really hope you like it.Nena,I'm sorry I haven't written in a while. To be honest, I really couldn't get myself to write. I miss you and ...
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He who borrowed and didn't return
I hope this can be called a poem Haven't you heard?The robber cameSo quietly,So slowly,With skill,And expertise.He stole. He climbed the custom made High, thick wallsAnd greedily,Mercilessly,Took what
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WORST ENEMY
Funny how when I try to get betterI move ten steps own personal hater,fighting an internal vendetta,negatively criticising.But the more I beat myself up,with these cold,hard words,control quickly flee