Poem Poetry
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lets drink to this pain
watch it all go down the drain
tears becoming stains we wear with shame
walk with me down this one way street
till I feel the heat of your body pressed against mine
I want to do ballet.
NO. You’re not flexible enough.
I want to do beauty pageants.
NO. You’re not near attractive.
Ok.
I’ve made six A’s and one B this quarter.
