You don't owe anything, except for my soul back since you stole it with this blog.
This poem is a break from your style and almost seems like you're channelling Edward here. I read the poem as ironic because sometimes there's nothing better than sitting under a tree, relaxing, and writing (emphasis on sometimes).
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I didn't post yesterday, so I owe anither poem today. I have a few hours to sit between classses.
You don't owe anything, except for my soul back since you stole it with this blog.
This poem is a break from your style and almost seems like you're channelling Edward here. I read the poem as ironic because sometimes there's nothing better than sitting under a tree, relaxing, and writing (emphasis on sometimes).
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