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Oct 2018
Raining gems,
Raining gold.
Depression stems,
I still feel cold.

Here you are,
I look away.
You seem so far,
You'll never stay.

I don't need you,
I have my money.
Yes, it's true,
Sweet as honey.

Close my eyes,
Dream of love.
All my lies
Are up above.
Just a short little poem I wrote during class~
Potahtto
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Potahtto  15/F/Lost
(15/F/Lost)   
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       emnabee, 21, Richard Barnes, Josh, Dathan and 1 other
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