I am here, and I enjoy my life. I love to write poetry, even if mine sucks. So, whatev. If you hate it. good. If you love, better. I hope you understand that I am just an anymous poet, not a genuis, so don't be too harsh. Or be too harsh. I really could care less. So, yeah
Anger rushes through me, like a flood, like a storm
LiKe A bReAkInG DaM
Flowing,
I'm undergoing to its force
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Just keep hurting me.
Tearing me limb from limb.
Forgetting promises, forgetting me, forgetting her, forgetting everything that isn't related to your planet.
Yep, whatever.
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Tears are burning,
They're very unconcerning
And I am learning
To shut up and sleep
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