SomeTIMEs the most precious thing,
Is what we always forget.
That someTIMEs we spend it all wrong,
That lost our chance to cherish those TIMEs.
We might want our TIMEs the most,
Yet we use it at the worst.
Jr.
Poetry of Dreams
Unbearable Pain
The pain is unbearable I don't know how long I can handle the pain. It is unexplainable It will stay prolong Until this life will drai...
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