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Note to self: crying doesn’t make you weak

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My fingers are poor, no words of wit
will come from their battered tips
or their fragile, cracking bones;
my mind is flawed with foolish, modern artistry
as I scribble in uncertainty words of cheap ink -
all that remains changed are my beliefs
to form and shape the perfect piece of poetry.

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Sometimes I can see

through peoples lies easily

and it makes me sick.

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please stop asking me about my future ill cry

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do thoughts of me

ever cross you mind

like you do to mine?

I hope so.

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