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Dolorz

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

5 poems·Since August 2015
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Remembering

August 7, 2015

I miss those days  

Where there wasn't a care in the world 

Where everything fit perfectly and peacefully 

Where you could be whatever you wanted to be  

 

But as I grew older  

The world just got colder  

The sky wasn't blue 

The grass wasn't green  

Everything just turned to one shade of gray 

 

How I miss those days

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