streetlights
across the dark
but it's vaguevague art like me
they're dull too
i belong to themthen they fade
and the elevator
is going down
with mei don't fit in with
them anymore
because i've gottentoo vague
and too dull
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vague
Poetryleftovers of my poetry that doesn't seem to fit in anywhere - yes, not fitting in is an ongoing theme in these.
to not belong
streetlights
across the dark
but it's vaguevague art like me
they're dull too
i belong to themthen they fade
and the elevator
is going down
with mei don't fit in with
them anymore
because i've gottentoo vague
and too dull