Poems by Trent

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  • Sometimes i think about her endlessly
    and sometimes i sit here, in exile living in my...

  • As i sit in exile.. i think of.. Me My Father And...
    Sadness in a dessert of loneliness...

  • Love for the game
    Its a life within me...

  • All of a sudden..
    The motivation to push forward is gone...

  • When I'm with you..
    My mined ceases all sence of though...