writingsforwinter: And I felt I was on fire, with the things I could have told you I just assumed that you eventually would ask And I wouldn’t have to bring up my so badly broken heart And all those months I just wanted to sleep And though spring,

writingsforwinter: And I felt I was on fire, with the things I could have told you I just assumed that you eventually would ask And I wouldn’t have to bring up my so badly broken heart And all those months I just wanted to sleep And though spring,

Why I Always Fell In Love More Than Once

Writings For Winter

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Writingsforwinter: But I Believe In You So Much I Could Die For The Words That You Say

Writings For Winter

Writings For Winter

Writingsforwinter: I’m Angry Like I’m 18 Again And Walls Are Closing In

Why I Decided To Become A Poet

Writings For Winter

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How A Ghost With Anorexia Learned To Love Herself

Writingsforwinter: So I Am Writing My Own Ending. I’ll Let My Pen Bleed Black Or Blue And I Will Color In The Meaning. It Will Be Gold And Green And True And I’ll Learn To Love My New Discovered Proof. I’ll Be Grateful For This Day. I Will

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