It's harder to see
everyone
when the moon
and an orange streetlamp
is the
only
source of light
everyone has problems
I knew mine wouldn't stand
out.
these girls
were out
of
sympathy for
anyone else's problems. Their
guilt
was their potential help.
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Humanity Soup
PoetryThese are poems that were rejected by my unimpressed creative writing teacher. The content of these poems are true. If there are any questions or remarks, please feel free to share them. Enjoy.
