Poems from j.g.

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love's gonna get you killed, but pride's gonna be the death of you.
two weeks ago i tried to help a friend out with giving her friend advice   took twenty five minutes out of study hall to soothe her crying...
It swallows me whole. I let it. I let it submerge me under, And let the force, Which is sometimes stronger than me, Take me under.   Makes...
So, it seems we meet Again. You, the bearer of life, and Me, and my Small, mundane existence. Aimlessly drifting along to my own song, I’m...
Apply. Cry. Repeat.   Apply. Cry. Repeat.   Applying to college, Seems so awfully trying, While I’m whining, About something that seems, So...
Judgement is something I’ve never been quite fond of. Seems like I’m always the person they don’t love. I take the path less beaten but get...

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