Just maybe a few poems I made up for ddlc

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Roses are red.
Blood is too.
I have a dead mole.
Just like my soul.

Roses are red.
Y r violets are blue.
Remember to 🅱eet this hoe.
And yeet them too.

Roses are red.
Romano is too.
Sea water is salty.
And so are you.

Tomatoes are red.
Apples are too.
I have another art/writer block.
I bet you did too.

Ok last one:
Roses are red.
Strawberries are too.
It's fucking 3:03 am.
Well fuck this hoe. (Me)

I'm serious, it's fucking 3:03 am here and I'm all fucked up.

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