The scars on my knees are gone.
I noticed that today.
Who am I?
I don't have a past anymore.
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Sam Glaspy's Poetry
PoetrySam Glaspy's sad and gay poetry about her stupid dumb life. Welcome to hell, loves! WE DID IT Y'ALL- #5 IN SYNESTHESIA AFTER ONLY TEN VOTES THAT REALLY TELLS YOU HOW LITTLE PEOPLE WRITE ABOUT IT BUT IM STILL PROUD OF US!
11/12/2020- Scars
The scars on my knees are gone.
I noticed that today.
Who am I?
I don't have a past anymore.