VII
I love the way you
allow yourself to
O O Z E
across the page,
in a way I never could,
like the pen ink is
your very being
SP l aTT e R ed
Across pavement.
VIII
i’m a walking, talking cliché
filled to the brim with typical
teenaged insecurities and angst
you may think i am different
but guess what?
i’m the same as
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btw: I have a billion westdale cups at my mum's house. did you want one because sadly, yours fell to its shattered doom outside my house?
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