heartfelt words don't come from your mind
they come from your soul
hands locked, feel like we're intertwined
fire burning bright, running off coal
taking notes off of ya, college lined
score on you, celebrate like the super bowl
all of these things wouldn't be possible
if i wasn't here, giving you a run for your money
but bein here and keepin you on track
i love ya, Carl. keep being who you are.
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I'll Be Fine (pt. 1 of 2)
Poetrypoetry showing my stress. relieving, coping, really. continuing to add poems, sometimes daily. use this as place to talk about your own frustrations and dances with pain and strife apparently wattpad limits the number of parts you can have, so I'm s...
