i write shitty poetry about a shitty life surrounded by shitty people.
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Stories by SnarKnight
He Loved in December
We talked in October. I loved in December. We parted by January.
I found these poems in my notes app, and rea...
Poetry of an Angry Man
collection of short poetry from the notes app of a man who gave love a chance and paid the price. I take no r...
How They Loved
I have never loved. I think I never will. But to understand it, I need to write about it. Like a detached ast...