and as soon as he hears
these goddamn words
the teacher will roll his eyes
and curse me
this will be the poem
everyone chooses
when they're asked to recite
a poem by Clarke
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(untitled) -- a collection of experimental poetry [COMPLETE]
Poetrymy keyboard is a minefield. my mind is broken glass. when my body bursts apart, the shards catch light and look like blinking stars. ( 1 year of poetry )
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