So many memories are in these hallowed halls.
The fun times,
The boring times,
The good times,
The bad times,
The happy times,
The sad times;
And I wonder if good will outweigh bad,
Or am I in the wrong?
The past should not define the future, or the present.
But the present defines the present,
And the present outlines the future.
Do I like my present?
Do I like my future?
I cannot know, because I think I am stuck in the past.
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Fruit of the Soul; A Collection of Miscellaneous Writing
PoetrySo, I really love to write, but writing full stories is basically impossible for me. I've been dying to share my writing when it's for fun, so here is a "Collection of Miscellaneous Writing"! I hope you enjoy, because, well, who wouldn't want someon...
