Category : Poems

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I dream of becoming a writer someday . Yes , I am still young but dreams do come true . Writing is a way of escaping reality to me and its always helped me get out what I want to say even if that means I cant verbily say it . Life is already hard as it is and goes by fast , thats why we stick together and make it last . Some dont get it and rather stand up for thier pride while others just sit back and enjoy the ride . Some love each other so much till they cant stand while others just sit back and stand alone in the sand. Good Friday is just another day but we'll be back for another day .