Us
Sad me.
Sad you.
I wish we were connected more,
Like glue.
But although you're scared at the thought.
You need to be honest
When placed on the spot.
But even if you still want to hide
At least let me inside.
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I like to write stories and poems when I can. I write poems when I feel upset or think of something I'm not sure how to deal wit.
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