Pi Cee
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The Dust is FlyingA Poem by Pi Cee |
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Trampolines BabyA Poem by Pi Cee |
One Sentece.A Poem by Pi Cee |
A Field and a GirlA Story by Pi Cee |
I No Longer Feel So ColdA Poem by Pi Cee |
SnowflakesA Poem by Pi Cee |
~Things I Want to Remember~ (For Serah)A Poem by Pi CeeWhen my mind dries out, and my hands curl like claws. |
Miscommunications.A Poem by Pi Cee |
I Hope You Listen, I Hope You Know.A Poem by Pi Cee |
