ConnectA Poem by CentipedleI can sit and wait,
Wishing for a lot of things. That will never come to me. Yet the pain will still remain, The pain that is real. Something might never go away. I could try and convince myself otherwise, Chase away this loneliness. Despite being surrounded. I am my own worst enemy, And it feels like I’m winning. To the worse half of myself. © 2017 CentipedleAuthor's NoteReviews
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8 Reviews Added on February 20, 2017 Last Updated on February 20, 2017 AuthorCentipedleApple Valley, CAAboutHi, my name is Pedle as an online handle. Don't be afraid of my username! Note about reading your stuff. I try to review as much as I can if you are on my list below. But the best SURE way to get .. more..Writing
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