Abundance of poems;

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So, this is frankly not a poem but I, myself just want to post this little message of mine to myself.

I wrote this like a few minutes ago and I am sure that when I pass through my notes in my phone, I will definitely gonna read this tragic message of mine to myself after a few weeks.

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So when you Kaira, myself, yourself, is reading this letter of mine then I either want to be angry at you for not winning the contest or either congratulate you for winning (which is hardly possible). But despite that, I want to congratulate you even if you did not won because i've seen hardwork for the past few days. I know you did your best. Your best to win the contest. Your best to make your classmates, teachers and of course, your parents proud but I guess what you've did wasn't enough. Because in the end of the day, no matter how you work hard, You still won't be smart like the others. Still won't be pretty. That someone out there will still be greater than yourself. Specially your friend. Your self-esteem is getting way to low than it should be. Go cry at the corner, like you always do. Do it, do it. You're always like that, aren't you. You're nothing but a piece of trash, and due to the fact that you did not won, then, perhaps, that just proves that you're a worthless person.

Shame on you.