Every Sunday is a Memory

Collection of made up poems by yours truly. Click the link to download the file.  :) Every Sunday is a Memory....

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4:40 Made up poems

(Made by yours truly :)  I swam through the rivers of your soul -it was so deep and void. Made up of love’s sacrifices, that’s never been returned. How I love to dig down unto it more; Even though my heart would explode. You are like a shadow; So vain and dishonest I wanted you...

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Black bird fly (Beat depression!)

Hello, darkness my old friend... Maybe: It started out when you felt nothing for weeks. It’s like gazing into the stars but not feeling overwhelmed or excited. You looked into the stars but not really seeing them, staring into nothingness. Then you felt okay, for days, for weeks and even for...

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