poetry
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Pantoum: best described as a poem with a pattern of repeated lines from beginning to end (and best written with wine).
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Why does it feel like summer is already over? I remember when they felt endless never-ending infinite. I’d waste away hot, sticky, sunny days lazing away in our cold, damp basement – watching music videos on MTV until the moon lit up the sky. It seemed those days would never end in my forever summer.
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I admit that I used to be an extremely jealous, distrusting, and insecure person – but who hasn’t been? I’m extremely happy and comfortable with who I am these days, but I can never forget how I used to feel. Perhaps that’s why I’m better at managing it, because man, it sucked hard.
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After years of broken relationships, Why’s it still a struggle to learn from them? To step back and examine the hardships Is on track to see where the issues stem. Although I can safely trace it all back And tell myself, “Here. Here is where it fell”, All my memories fade out and go black
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I am an instruction kind of person, I obsessively read each step by step. And I do find this illness to worsen, After each error and unwanted misstep. Now you see, it all has to be controlled. Yet there are not enough people who care! Men and women ranging from young to old, Flail through
Simply Kayla 