Poems from triskee_1617

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been a backpack bitch since 2020
In her eyes I saw broken glass Once a work of art Now in pieces In her eyes I saw betrayal Everyone she had met Who turned their backs on...
One is the number we all strive to be But isn't it so Lonely? I hate the fact that I'm by Myself When I know I'm pretty friendly. You'd...
The wind picks up And our kites fly high Into the sky above But something's not right With the string of your kite It's so torn and...
Hey there... hello? Anybody home? Can you help me get to where I wanna go? It's time to take the next step of this journey And yet I don't...

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