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Finally Time To Write

Sitting in silence hearing the clock.
So annoying, tick took.

No one home, all alone.
Thank god, for the phone.

Miss my friends,my space.
I haven't slept in days.

Walking in the evening having fun.
Chilling and texting in the morning that's what I have done.

Can't wait to get back home again.
I don't know when.

But writing here again is great.
Missed so many stuff, I can't wait.

To just read and admire good work.
And the lovely time the author took.

Dimi

@Dimi

Hello everyone!! I am 16years old. I am just another teen girl who likes to write. Everything I write is originally by me. I like books. Traveling. Music. My phone. And to skate on my skateboard. Peace and love to you all <3

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Comments & Feedback (4)

There's a typo in first line. Good stuff. πŸ‘β˜Ί

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@eddie12309 @RichWithey thanks 😊😜 glad you liked it

Great stuffπŸ’œπŸ’—πŸ’œπŸ’—πŸ’œ

@misslittleDHP thank you 😜

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