i shouldnt call it poetry

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i can't finish stories
i can't even start
and paintings like tearing a canvas apart
i don't want to act
i can't play the part
all i can write is my broken heart
i'm not good at singing
my voice is too tart
i'm just like a old broken shopping cart
no one cares if you're pretty
or even if you are smart
nobody loves you if you can't make art

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