depressing poem
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It's been a while
Since I decided to write a poem,
To get all of the things I'm feeling
Out in a safe, normal fashion.
Some things have gotten better as time has gone on,
Her head is spinning as she
Falls slowly into a never ending
Plumet of fear and desperation.
She floats in the pools of
Teenage emotions that most
I didn’t choose this.
I am broken, huh?
Fate’s trashed what’s left of this…
spoiled my remanence.
Cursed, mortal drama.
Neither a resemblance,
Of patchwork done by those oh so ignorant.
