She was like February 28th,
And he was the 29th.
Separated by only a day,
But still years apart.
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RandomThis is just a collection of some of the poems and random thoughts I've written when I needed an outlet. It's kind of a vent space for me I guess? Idk. I just wanted to share them.
Years Apart
She was like February 28th,
And he was the 29th.
Separated by only a day,
But still years apart.
