*This poem isn't by me, it's by my friend who graciously let me use it, you should check her out at Youdontknowme45*
This is the story of the crooked man. He lived in a crooked house with a crooked mouse and lead a crooked life. He saw crooked lies from his crooked eyes and said "my perfect crooked life" he had a crooked cry from his crooked eye and said "i hate my crooked life" he decided to do what was right. He put a crooked tie on the crooked light and cried "its time for the crooked man to die"
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Poems from a Depressed Girl
PoetryJust some sad poems from a depressed girl. May contain triggering content so please read with caution. *Also I included a poem by Youdontknowme45*
