I was 18 when i first confided in a piece of paper and my pen was present to give testimony of what transpired
And there i was,
all alone seated on the edge of my bed with a note pad to take note of what i was going through
And with a leaking face
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I like your informative narrative poem. However, you must read widely and comment on this site to progress. Do not use cliches in your poetry.