We talk, we fight, we laugh, we talk
We hate, we love, we laugh, we talk
We eat, we sleep, we talk; repeat
We repeat, repeat, repeat,
And then we fall...
Down
Down
Down
Again.
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I wrote this poem in art class, directly after witnessing my first fight in school. It was horrific and I couldn't think about anything else for the rest of the day. I guess I used this poem as a way to create an insignificant pattern in our insignificant lives that end in death but then I wrote the next poem:
