Undefined
A bunch of words scrambled on a piece of paper to tell a story that relates,
Telling a life that no understands to a piece of paper without demands,
Writing something that's unplanned,
Yet feels so right with every word feeling,
Love, hate life's a debate of troubles
Emotions; that can not be shown but told to an open mind,
Searching for something to fix; to bind,
I write because I'm undefined.
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