Loss Ness monster is real, he's made out of a blue air head. Go. Go to the lake right now. He's out there in it. In the middle of it, just staring straight into my soul. What does he need or exactly what does he want rather?
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You Don't Have To Be Perfect.
PoetryJust like how no body owes anybody to be "perfect", this book consists of not "perfect" poetry by me. The poetry in this book will range from poems that I wrote for assignments at school to just poetry that I wanted to write/wrote in my free time.
