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My toy got old, and I don't know where he's gone.
By Anaya Chambliss 28' A toy becomes an old toy when you grow tired of it Barbies with their heads popped off Trucks without wheels All...


with love, 2007
Joshua Wangia 25' crazy when together, we’re like may and hem sometimes i fear i am who i say i am wouldn’t ever wish this burden on...


Until You’re Alone
Tess Grim 28' you don’t know how little you are until you’re alone. to wake up into silence, to walk with no purpose, to face the...


the poem for layla
Tess Grim 28' to know yourself is to love yourself to love yourself is to respect yourself to respect yourself is to forget your past to...
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