Love Letters, Part 1

[sanguinista]

I think about this poem a lot when I think about the past two years, and the five years that preceded it. About how many times when I'd lie in bed and think about how my life was nothing like what I wanted it to be. I hardly ever hung out with my friends; I hardly even had any. I was working at a job that I hated. I wasn't in school. I wasn't

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[plopfizz]

I love Langston Hughes, he reads like a smooth jazz song.