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Sep 28
Metaphors are vague
All the ideas are for love and hate
Oppressed ungrateful thoughts
Even though they have it better than the most

Repetition of the same idea over and over again
We get it, move over your boyfriend or girlfriend
You are going to eventually
Its just young love either ways
Too dumb for real suffering

There was time when poetry was nature and subtle observations
And geniuses were who wrote them
Now its a 17 year old female
And people like me
Written by
ProcrastinatingPoet
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