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/used a rhyming dictionary. slightly personal, but not really/

/everything seems so familiar/

now, how is it, that this world allows the best of us to suffer the worst and the worst of us to get our way?

i really love the concept of strumming a guitar while looking over a beautiful scenery and only being able to cry for your loved one

devotion? to the end

things aren't always as they seem

i keep writing sad poems...

yet another poem about a fun psychological condition...don't worry about me, guys, this is just a creative exercise

the first stage of grief is a temporary one, denial unfortunately, not everyone can bring themselves past it