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Hey, I am Emery. I'm a lost and confused 15 year old. I write quite a lot of poems and stuff to help release all my pain and stress. I've been told they are really good. So I am now going to show them here, to a wider audience. I hope you enjoy them.
A place behind the weeds
Beautiful as water still
Where good men go to die
And sinners breath their last
"Love...I think you are supposed to be shot with an arrow or something, but other than that it is meant to be painless"
A little kid said that
Little boy staring out
Looking at an empty world
Seeing the sadness and despair
Where will Timmy go?
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