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Tuesday, July 2, 2013

Just a Small Poem

Sometimes I think
That the rotting smell in my room
is actually the smell of all
My lost hopes, dreams, and
My dead love.
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Labels: i really don't know what to post on this blog, i really like this poem, it has a lot of meaning to me, it's one of the first i actually like, written a long time ago
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