what if i made
my poems like
a tv show?
if they were like
stranger things,
would they be
scary yet charming?
if they were like
ed edd n eddy,
would they be
hilariously dumb?
or what if they
were like the sopranos
and they just ended
without any re
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prom coming up, barely care for the day, mama said i need a date, but i’d rather stay home and play games, elijah got sniped and he yells in... -
“don’t trust your brain after 9 pm,” but that’s the only voice i know, sat on the floor in the dark stuck on all the noises in the walls, i’... -
never been anybody’s best friend, never been the one in anyone’s future plans, never the one you introduce to the fam, only in the scenarios...
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