A Random Poem I Wrote
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I wrote this poem for young authors at my school, but I was too late to give it to them but someone is gonna read this cus I'm not putting this to waste. I did not waste my time to write this and nobody is gonna read it. The poem is about dying alone, but it's just a bad dream.
Edit: Holy shit was I depressed when I wrote this lmao. I honestly don't know why I decided to even write something like this for school. I mean they probably would've said that it was a bit inappropriate for school or something idk. I guess I just wanted to write something short, yet emotional, but of course I never got to really show anyone.
Psa: the cover isn't mine. I just found this picture off of google when I was looking for a new lock screen.
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