I live in a world where flaws
Are frowned upon and where
We are expected to all
Act like clones.
Yet for a clone to exist,
There must be a stem cell.
So who decided
That one person
Is so damn flawless,
that they should be
The stem cell of a generation?
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A/N: sorry for the swear but it made it flow better.
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Random collection of poetry
PoetryThis is my compilation of new poems and old. They are not necessarily in chronological order so beware of random changes in quality. But I hope you enjoy my poems :)
