Four of 30.

Sweet little story.

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Just a little poem. leave comments if you like it. thank you.

Poem about a sinister creature that lurked during the night.

About a boy I know, but have never known.

Sometimes you enjoy being alone and yet you love being with others. Sometimes you feel like a nut, sometimes you don’t.

Crying cleanses one’s soul.

I wish it’s me. I just only wish.

Holding in your emotions and letting them consume you.