Terrible poems
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A poetry collection written by a fifteen year old with absolutely no flair but if you want to waste your time reading intentionally bad poems, here you go.
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a collection of poems I've written over the years, starting from when i was around 14, so some of them are very old. also, they're mostly very sad 😅
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