growing pains
an ache in
my knees
and crooked
shoulder blades
blowing out
the candles
new year parties
halloween
and christmas
get more
and more
miserable
to celebrate
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poetry
Poetrypoetry with no rhyme or rain most of these r rlly old and embarrassing but im keeping them for the lore
6.13.24
growing pains
an ache in
my knees
and crooked
shoulder blades
blowing out
the candles
new year parties
halloween
and christmas
get more
and more
miserable
to celebrate
