how I feel today
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How may I destroy you all? That your image be cast away They commentate my rise and remember your fall Celebrate my life and scorn your dying day All of the former,make way for the latter
Mom, You're awesome. I don't know what else to say because, and I mean this, you are a beautiful, kickin', loving, caring awesome lady. Thanks. -The kid that loves you to bits.
My poet has died. There is a hole in my soul where he used to reside. My pen once flowed with stories of young lovers on clandestine journeys, dragons, and magical sages. Droplets of ink, crimson-black now stain my pages.