poem.
the troubled midnight and the noon's repose
when you find happiness in other people you know happiness, when people takes your happiness away you know bad people. At this point it's all bad. miss u.
Best friends i thought correct my brain and make me whole again? 
when you find happiness in other people you know happiness, when people takes your happiness away you know bad people. At this point it's all bad. miss u.
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