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Soul

Soul

A Poem by whiteNight


Skin Deep

Skin Deep

A Poem by whiteNight


You know what? I'm tired of people assuming I don't know English. That I don't do well in school. I'm tired of teachers assuming I don't understand a ..
Confused.

Confused.

A Poem by whiteNight


I've been confused lately ):
The Ignored Child.

The Ignored Child.

A Poem by whiteNight


I just. Ah hell I don't know.
Coming Home.

Coming Home.

A Poem by whiteNight


Oh hi again San Antonio
Broken Love.

Broken Love.

A Poem by whiteNight


Through my sadness I produce sad poetry. That's just nice.
Escape.

Escape.

A Poem by whiteNight


Haha just a spontaneous poem. It really came out of nowhere o:
Lost Home

Lost Home

A Poem by whiteNight


Pfaha, sometimes I really just rambling in rhyme - and then call it poetry.

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