POEM – Shaken

She wants to forget but it’s still remembering She said stop, but it’s still beating Her stubborn heart constantly battling Her mind is still holding, so terrified of losing -cjane’s notebook

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POEM – Old Soul

I prefer hand written letters. I listen to old love songs. I feel deeper. I love forehead kisses and the smell of old book pages. I admire poetry. I am an old soul living in a young body. -cjane’s notebook

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