This was writen before i went out with this guy i never really loved.
It hung over me,
a big black depression,
it put a frown on my face,
and it made me want
no thing more than
to go to bed.
But then my friends come,
and slowly it lifts.
This is my cure.
No pill no drug.
My friends,
they save me.
writen 2/12/10
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This journal holds all the poems I have writen. I dont just writen cuz that feels weird for some reason. I proabley have bad spelling but whatever. Although they're not like a poem but at the sometime they are...but whatever. =) Enjoy!
Imperfections in appearenes are easy to see, imperfections in the soul are harder.