I had a thought...
If I ever find any sort of happiness again,
I should maintain this pain,
Keep it close...keep the fire burning
Because if I forget how bad it hurts,
Life will take it all away again...
To remind me.
A.N: Not a rhyming poem, but oh well. Maybe it says what I wanted to say tonight. I don't know. Can you see me?
September 19, 2014
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All the Small ThingsPoetry
This is where all my poems will live. This is where nightmares and dreams begin. Edit on January 10, 2014: 4 more poems to go, and then this book will be ended. Edit on February 21, 2014: The 50th poem is up. This book is complete.