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My notepad.
In my moments of despair,
My notepad becomes my confidant.
A blank canvas to pour out my heart,
Without fear of judgment or rant.
I carry the weight of unrequited love,
An overwhelming burden to bear.
But as I put pen to paper,
I...
My notepad becomes my confidant.
A blank canvas to pour out my heart,
Without fear of judgment or rant.
I carry the weight of unrequited love,
An overwhelming burden to bear.
But as I put pen to paper,
I...
