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Sam Mar 2018
My poems are ******
They're destined to be sad
No one's ever a fan
Because they're always so bad

No, not bad
Not nessissarily
Maybe I'm just mad
That I can't write hilarity

Sorry, my bad
It's not your fault
That these make me mad
It's all my fault

I really can't complain
Because in the end

I am the one who wrote them
I've come to realize that I shouldn't say these **** because I am the one who posted it. This really doesn't make sense, but in the end it's all about self expression, right?
Oscar Tarango Dec 2014
the shot didn't work
noticed to late
cities  empty
hospitals locked
99% dead 1% infected
the world belongs to the dammed and the dead
every sign that we where hear
no reson to miss us

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