Poems from rcpettit
The place is dark,
My heart is too.
I see people, gaunt,
I’m afraid I too,
Will end up like you.
The reek of death
Hangs in the air...
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At a time when all anyone wanted was to fit in,
I could not hide in the crowd.
If you cannot blend in,
you must choose to shrink...
There once was a boy named Sam.
He was a good boy, one who said, "No, sir," and "Yes, ma'am."
In his little town there lived a girl.
This...