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Random First Lines:These are a few short poems about people who leave others or are taken away. These poems are meant to relate to others and hopefully make them... » Read
Somewhere we lost our innocence. How could we have known that our advancement would be too much? We are our own undoing. We are not children anymore.We fade before our time. There is one however; the one without the fade. You will grow through hate and love, and something beautiful may just...