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I hate poetry.
It’s all uniform and organized
by lines.
Poetry has no life
and maybe if we all donate a penny
we can buy it one.
I hate how my pen
always runs out
when I write poetry.
I hate how little scraps
of paper live under my bed
and at night
they call out
“finish me, finish me!”
Not even this poem
can tell you how much I hate it,
because I’m about to add it
to my treasure box
of poems.



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LexieRay905 said...
Dec. 7, 2010 at 5:29 pm

How has nobody commented on your stuff?!?!? i just spent an hour reading and re-reading ALL your stuff. You, my dear, are AMAZING! :))) keep it up!

~ILYA~

 
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