It's so nice to just sit down, talk and listen to an adult's point of view.
It's good because he knows how I am feeling and also the other side of the story.
I have been such a stupid kid.
The sculpture was once beautiful.
I thought it old and damaged.
And I tried to fix it.
I was too brash.
A huge chunk of it fell off.
And hit me on the foot.
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And there you go...
stupid emo poems that u know i hate.
HAHAHA!!!
dun lahhhh emo!
U're not alone =)
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