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Sairs Quinn Mar 2019
is a four-letter word
made of sunshine and *******
used to teach kids
against taking
their own
lives.

I say
it's a concept.
Like time
or falling in love
and it traps your mind
into thinking you still have
some fight left.

(The truth is, I'm not hopeful,
I'm just stubborn.)
Sairs Quinn Mar 2019
Do you believe in soulmates?

I didn't
until I
met you.

(I wish I still didn't. I'm sorry. Truly.)
Sairs Quinn Mar 2019
Chaotic feline is
Adamant that owner
Takes steps to come home.
Sairs Quinn Mar 2019
Words are permanent.

I was once told
that I'm an
"embarrassment"
and now,
that's all I can think
when I get excited
in public.

(I was also once told
that I'm a
"talented writer"
and now,
here I am
writing dumb poems
for my soul.)
  Mar 2019 Sairs Quinn
Bo Burnham
I said no to drugs once.
I looked a bag of **** right in the face
and, like a loving but firm father,
I said, "No."
I was really high.
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