Life is a simulation, but self-love is a game.
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MatureComplete Tue, Aug 3, 2021<5 mins
This is one of the many poems I wrote for my creative writing class. I fell out of love for writing once I got into college and dealt with a lot of crap that I am slowly writing again. All of my poetry is up for interpretation. Whatever you think it means it means. So most of the poems will not have a description at all. Maybe a song to listen to if I can think of one but nothing to describe the poem.
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