

Dark Teenage Poetry IIThe trees in the forest are so beautiful. Calm. I want to cut them. Because you destroyed my heart. The bark is bleeding. Like my wrist.Dark Teenage Poetry II


Dark Teenage Poetry II can't remember your voice, at all. I cant remember your face, but I cant remember my mother's face either, or mine. I can hardly remember your smile, even dough it sometimes appear in my head. I have not forgotten how you smell, sometimes my hair smell like you. I can remember your eyes.Dark Teenage Poetry I
I wish I forgot. You.
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I am who I am
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go nuts
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