I want you to notice me but do not look; I am ashamed. My pipes are dirty and my light is dim and I flicker. Do not ignore the message I carry and follow my arrows. I'm pleading with you. There is something better than me, I promise. Ignore the sad, broken sign but do not ignore my words.
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twoball screwball
Poésiehigh school was a difficult time filled with even more difficult poetry. there are plenty of thoughts and writings that i created during this time that have done nothing but collect dust. i'm going to try and give them another chance at life here. ...
