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Pick Me If You Want, I Still Won


Poetry can be scary.

Poetry is supposed to be scary.

Digging through thoughts so deep, I cringe.

But poetry can be happy.

Poetry is supposed to be happy.

Poetry is a lot of things.

These lines of emotions are what define you.

Or maybe they don't define you, but you define them.

Who's to judge a poem?

There are no winners in poetry.

Yet I'm always victorious at an end of a poem.

I hope that you choose my poem, but I also don't care.

Nobody can tell me that this isn't scholar material

because after this poem? I feel like a winner.

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