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A short, ugly poem by myself. I haven't named it, although so many come to mind...
This is the one Megan read to everyone on the icky bus.
Here I am,
Slowly dying.
Restless now,
Barely crying.
I feel the pain,
Time is lying.
Darkness comes,
Dawn subsiding.
I hate my poems. They are so ugly. I don't know why I decided to post that one. If you hate it, please don't tell me. I hope to add on to it someday, but for now this is what I've got. It has no chrysanthimums though! If I'm not spelling that right, I will feel like such a dork.
This is the one Megan read to everyone on the icky bus.
Here I am,
Slowly dying.
Restless now,
Barely crying.
I feel the pain,
Time is lying.
Darkness comes,
Dawn subsiding.
I hate my poems. They are so ugly. I don't know why I decided to post that one. If you hate it, please don't tell me. I hope to add on to it someday, but for now this is what I've got. It has no chrysanthimums though! If I'm not spelling that right, I will feel like such a dork.