there is a blank
canvas hanging
on my wall
it hangs there
reminding me of all
the possibilities and
potential
it will never see
because its purpose was
to be admired
and i will never
be able to
fathom
something worth
admiring
YOU ARE READING
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Poetryarrangements of 26 letters that i hope may affect you in some way or another. aka drabbles from my brain. (lowercase intended)
