WhateverA Poem by Crystal AutumnJust a short little tongue twister about finding your place with friends and life- comparing with the end to a perfect book.
I am often lead lonely in the world without a friend.
Sometimes being yourself makes you less desirable. However, like a book- in the end, the perfection is analyzable. The end- is where it all comes together, may it be good, or bad- whichever, we still come together, with a heart that is a dweller, However, just remember, that whatever you're longing for.. With a true friend, you will search no more. The answer, in the pages, along with the sages and memories. In the end. © 2013 Crystal AutumnAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorCrystal AutumnNCAboutI am 16 years old. I favor John Green over Stephen King. I enjoy reading and writing. The only honest goal I have in life, is to be someones favorite writer. more..Writing
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