some poems i wrote in camp...one really sucks.
Change for you...?Morbid feelings and a glass of hate/with three withered words/and three lies./You could never accept me for me/In my heart/ i've just died/I feel your hand take mine/ I never wanna let go/I told you who i was[and you never wanted me]/Change me slowly, i never want to be the same/I
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