I was suppose to go.
But she couldn't go.
And he couldn't go.
So what's the point of me going?
So I didn't go.
I skipped.
I ditched.
S. J.
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Poems
Poetry"love is a game of tic-tac-toe constantly waiting for the next x and o" This book consists of poems about life, love & pain. We all experience different things in our lives. We all met different people that changed our lives. We are all different. B...
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I was suppose to go.
But she couldn't go.
And he couldn't go.
So what's the point of me going?
So I didn't go.
I skipped.
I ditched.
S. J.
