Harrisen Viator
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For youA Poem by Harrisen ViatorI wrote this for my parents, even if we do bash heads when I go home. |
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HiddenA Poem by Harrisen ViatorAre you, really you? |
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Clouded MindsA Poem by Harrisen ViatorNothing matters. Just be you. |
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meA Poem by Harrisen ViatorSomething I wrote a while back. |
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ThoughtsA Poem by Harrisen Viatormy mind is all fuzzymy life is a blurthoughts they control methey're all about hershe doesn't deserve itit's not even fairit's not worth itwhy do I ca.. |
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YouA Poem by Harrisen ViatorJust a poem |
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You stole my heartA Poem by Harrisen ViatorI should be writing an essay, but the idea for this poem came to me instead. It's a little sappy, but I guess it will work. |
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Sadness is nothing more than Winter’s gownA Poem by Harrisen ViatorThis is the first poem I actually put effort into writing, I was sitting in the back of my car on a road trip when it came to me. |
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Falling DownA Poem by Harrisen ViatorI wrote this poem a while ago, and I decided that I should dedicate it to my younger siblings. |
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PoemsA Poem by Harrisen ViatorI was just in the library trying to write an essay for class when this poem popped in my head. |
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