Dad: Tony, How do you feel?
Me: Whatever dad.
Dad: what does that mean?
Me: I don't feel bad, but I don't feel good.
I feel just empty inside dad, that's about the only way to explain it.
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
Out on a limb Around the bend Cat chases Tweety brird Two friends They meed each other Even at each other's throat
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