Poetry
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the thought of not fitting in a place, comaprison and jealousy makes me doubt my existence. There's a new crisis to which many of u would connect to.
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I honestly don't know what to put here.. I decided to write a book, and so I wrote these poems. I know that they aren't very good, but at least I tried.. right?? πŸ˜…πŸ˜…πŸ˜…

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