Today was okay.
But tomorrow might not.
And the day after tomorrow
wouldn't be.
Every week,
it's all the same.
It's always me saying:
"I just want to get over this week."
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...
