I feel alone
The pain in my heart
Is like a fire burning out of control
I seek some way to quench the flames
There is no way
The pain burns a hole inside
It hurts so bad
I'm afraid I'll Die
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
Paper airplane Lift up higher and higher Take off Never land Upon the wind Through the trees Fly plane fly Paper airplane Made of paper chea...
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