MY POEMS ARE TRASH

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Why do I still write them?
Even when they are trash?
I try hard
But end up turning the papers into ash.
I want to rhyme them:
Words and phrases
But everytime,
The words are unmatched in some ways.
My poems are trash
My poems are trash
Why do I expect to be a good poet?
When there are hundreds better those can suppress.
I am just a normal pass-by
Who dreams alot
But deep inside I know too
I can't touch the sky.

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Note: This is in my mind all the time when I write poems D:

And sky symbolised success or kinda stuff like that.


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