Poems from strangepattern

  Suicide is real. It's real, and it's everywhere. It is something that will rip you to shreds, then piece you back together again. Your...
    A troubled mind of broken thoughts to ponder as you lay; drowning in an open sea of sorrow every day.   Console your thoughts with...
  Much good will come to those who wait; for those who cannot cleanse their slate. A shattered heart, the broken ones new life awaits; it...
What if you felt an undying affectionAn honest, eternal, phlegmatic protectionIf love couldn't find you, would you go off and lookFor the...
  It starts with a look, a gentle embrace A feeling of comfort as they sit face to face Her hand on his cheek, and his in her hair An arm...

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