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Random First Lines:lazy idle day
with unseasonable mild weather I wonder what Winter holds in store.Like a perfidious lover she is unwieldy ,
Nut she keeps you... » Read
I personal do not have an addiction, but I know many who do. I wrote this poem for those who were peer pressured into drugs- and have developed an addiction that they cant seem to break. Again I hope you like it (:
By Jasmine Dreamscape
A story about learning to be the true you. Chris has never done anything for himself. He has no passions or dreams. He tries to be the perfect son but he finds life meaningless. One day after falling into depression he sees another boy who somehow fills him with longing. His life suddenly feels...