hard work
small details
my own creations and ideas
just gone
and lost without a trace
i miss them, despite those i made it with
and even though i did it right
i still lost
ugh
sucks that all that work
those hours of waiting and testing
simply destroyed
fucking sucks
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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...
