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I was tempted the day i saw the needle in the sky a very strange sight indeed when a purple penguin dies and when the word is silent for fear ..

Raindrops on a leaf some puddles under a tree raining down on me.

You don't see how much you hurt her though it couldn't be more plain you only worry about yourself oblivious to her pain. You're not the boy she..

Confusion.

There's a happy sort of sorrow in her eyes while behind her fake smile she tries to hide.

In this winter setting my story will be told of a night now so long ago bitter and so cold I could not take it anymore I could not bear to stay..

Poem about cutting, please don't read it if it will trigger you.

The stones are tucked in for the night with a blanket of untouched snow. It may be July but the cold is all we now know. The world is dead the ..

Words not hidden simply not read written by a girl long since dead. she wrote untill she could write no longer then switched hands and contin..