06.25.15

8/21/2017

I like to imagine you write for me
To me
About me
I suppose I’m just a silly girl
A lousy dreamer
Too much imagination
Too little reality
I only hurt myself this way
But I love believing in silly things
And concern myself with silly trifles
But I love you
And I will pretend as long as I have to
Because pretending you care for me
Only hurts me
But makes me happy all the same

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Poetry from the past and present

Poetry is not my forte, and I find most poetry to be sad or reflective of a teenage depressive state, but I have shared my rather crappy and depressive poetry to show my progression from sad and weird teen angst to sad
and reasonable adult angst.

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Poetry

06.25.15

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