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I found writing as an outlet three years ago...um my stuff comes out kinda dark. I don't know what else to say...sorry.
And it was perfect...
You know I wanna breathe
Deeper than this...
Among thousands of ordinary people
You’re the only thing she notices...
I broke the promise
I made a mistake...
Love is when no matter what happens you trust them
It doesn't feel like a chore but instead, a gift...
The “gothic” girl you sit next to in math
Has old scars running up and down her left arm...
Live the way you want to be remembered.
Why would you choose a single Sunflower when you can have an entire field of Daisy's?
Love is like a sweet smelling, bright red blossoming rose
But we know it's fake- that it's just a pose
by Justen Smith
by Victoria Ramey