I could tell you things you wouldn't believe,
I could tell you things that you should know,
But I won't, I whisper them under my breath.
I will things stay hidden,
All because I am afraid for you to get close,
I'm afraid of the warmth,
But yet I am so cold.
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The Damning Of My Poet Soul
PoetryAnd all it took was one neat paragraph in pen. Enjoy some small teen me starting from like 2016 to like idk late 2018 I think early2019 I'm doing some rereading and retitling cuz numbers idk Thank you readers for over 4k reads. like is it good tho...
