we forget half of those perfect and happy moments in our life.
but when it comes to our torments and our tormentors, it's like they're imprinted into our brain.
and it's makes us suffer, and most of us give up.
it's like we replay those situations over and over again, trying to find out what we did wrong.
or how we could've of fixed it.
but it just makes us slowly fall into this madness, and we don't know how to get out.
'*'
/A.N.
My 100th update guys!! Sorry about the rant though. Just so you know, this is going to be an on-going book, and I don't know when I'll be completing it officially./
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الشعرJust poems. Some poems that I have written and others from the internet. If you would like to send me poems, I will dedicate that page to you. Or if you want to stay anonymous that's fine, too. Poems that I have wrote will have a '*' at the end. Pl...
