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Rated: E · Poetry · Fantasy · #1960024
I made this poem as a vent when I was in lament. My sister added the final part.
I suck
I often loose my luck
I listen with a blind eye
Oh God why
Must I torment
Must I lament
My broken mind
Is not easy to unwind
But my sister sat next to me
And she tells me she loves me
She hates me being sad
So she smiles and holds my hand
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