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Jun 2017
This isn't a lazy confession
I didn't sit down and decide about my life
I have no moments of striking clarity

This is just a four paragraph poem
That I wrote while high
About my minds puzzled nature
I can't ever decide

By this time I'm usually out of words
I can't find a rhyme
My life has been about mediocrity
And with that, I think I'm fine

But as poems go, I think a happy ending is desired
So yeah, sometimes a haiku catches me by surprise
On some gloomy nights I find a sweet song I'd like
Sometimes I read Neruda and I cry
Sometimes during nights like this I realise
That I do believe
Somewhere inside
Written by
Charlotte
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