Poems from Little Green

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Just trying to write and express where people will read them and not disregard them
I don’t remember January. I came into this year terrified, A friend about to commit suicide. Tears, tears Are all January brought.  In...
People strive to be something different Society wants you to be different But in their own terms They want you to have a thin waist, A big...
Blissfully asleep The cold air never seeped in to get me I was protected by a sleeping bag worn old, purple and pink But it was ruined...