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A guest in my own home
This was the first poem I had ever wrote, I was sixteen years old, too naive to know what i know now. It felt like my own therapy, writing down my most deepest darkest secret. This is where it all began, exposing my diary for all to read, a weight off of my shoulders, a sudden relief. Sometimes you have to grow through what you go through.
By Kieshaβs Diary4 months ago in Confessions
