I have dreams, hatred kills, no physical problems, this quarter English do not like, hate preferences, my head hurts.
I want to sleep, dreaming, eating, dancing. LAUGH.
I want to change your love and pride for my anger by forgiveness.
college I want to leave the fear behind.
But most of all I want it back the love April.
That, I think it just speeds up the heart.
And writing poetry makes me based on that inspiration.
Today
surprised that strange how your maturity combined with my anxiety.
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