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The drug gameA Poem by Oldgirlstyle |
His faultA Poem by OldgirlstyleThe poem says it all and if you don't get the moral of the story I cant share please enjoy |
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The voidA Story by OldgirlstyleI walk around with a emptiness, a void that never fills up. It follows me around like a dark cloud on a rainy day. |
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Hold on darlingA Story by Oldgirlstyle |
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Freedom at lastA Poem by Oldgirlstyle |
