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my life is sadness As if you didn't already know that, I'm a teenager after all But this isn't a poem about a sad wasted life It's a bland poem about a sad artist Nothing I can ever do will make it meaningful There's no point to it I can create, Write some profound or empty poetry Make some genius or contrived music Paint some ugly or beautiful pictures gentrify my sadness, make it pretty make it art It doesn't make it anything more than a black hole a black hole that throws out a portrait of a boy with a million eyes that can't see anything I realise now that sadness no matter how much I dress it up Is sadness And even if it's pretty or artistic it's never going to be more than that
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Oct 3, 2016
Oct 3, 2016 at 6:49 PM UTC
Some young smoker said life is pain
my life is sadness As if you didn't already know that, I'm a teenager after all But this isn't a poem about a sad wasted life It's a bland poem about a sad artist Nothing I can ever do will make it meaningful There's no point to it I can create, Write some profound or empty poetry Make some genius or contrived music Paint some ugly or beautiful pictures gentrify my sadness, make it pretty make it art It doesn't make it anything more than a black hole a black hole that throws out a portrait of a boy with a million eyes that can't see anything I realise now that sadness no matter how much I dress it up Is sadness And even if it's pretty or artistic it's never going to be more than that
I realised how much of a little poseur I am. How terrible.
peacock
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Oct 3, 2016
Oct 3, 2016 at 6:49 PM UTC
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