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I don't know who I am or where I am going. I fight with my life as a teenager every single waking minute. I will never be the same as you, but then again, never different.
Poem title Voter rating Comments
My Mirror Stares At Me With Hate
Pull Me Through
Scenery
This Mess
Vampire
I Shouldn't, But I Must 2
These Walls Are White
Experiences Of The Night
Poison
Memories Are All I Have Left 71
Long Ago 1
Reality
You 1