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poetry isn't beauty


Poetry isn't beautiful anymore becasue of you.

I wrote about things I wanted.

Then I had those with you.

Watching them shatter broken on the floor.

It's like watching everything I ever once had go down to hell.

It is like crying myself to sleep because I can't love myself anymore.

-art

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