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Hurting Soul
Poems
Sep 2018
Little House.
We were little when we built this house,
In our minds to hold our dreams,
Locked away from all beings,
Only for us to see,
But when you left home,
This world was not mine anymore,
But was the devils home,
Holding all of the memories we had,
The memories of you and me,
And the pain you brought to me.
i'm at school. So bored.
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