Loose yourself in poetry
...NO NAME...
my days are short while my nights are long i go to school but it feels so wrong i try my best and i get the wrost it i keep it locked up i'm gonna burst i am she who walks alone in the night and yes my bark is far worse than my bite insane they say i know its true insane someone could feel so blue beauty now in form of bliss i'm in the shadows awaiting your kiss
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