Life.A Poem by Sara S.
As a "he loves me,
he loves me not" thought making marathons in my head. The machine turns, but it isn't working. Im stuck. No where to go. Wanting to put lonesome on the shelf, alone in this maze, we call life.
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Added on December 9, 2013Last Updated on December 9, 2013 AuthorSara S.AboutJust a teenage girl trying to find herself behind a pencil and a piece of paper. I wish there was poem word to sum up my life, but there isn't, soooo I write plenty to find out where I truly fit. .. more..Writing
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