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Poetry

Keep it Real

You hurt. I hurt. You hurt. Feel the pain. We just got in touch with how we feel. This time I feel it's real. Growth.

Poetry

Moments Gone By

You had more moments with me then I had with you, and yet we were both there, but not completly present. I was there and vanished, once again. While your…

Poetry

Nine

In the empty space that surrounds my being appeared a solid mass of delusions covered with dirt. The breeze tells me nothing yet something is heard in the limbs of…