Poems from poetwhodidn'tknowit

  Win, win, win, all the time, Never mediocre, that won’t do. Be the best, if you’re not, then try harder. Perfection is a choke hold,...
  I am a sticker strapped to a chest, telling all, revealing nothing. My clothes speak too, dictating my location, my hat says that I...
  Sister is a willow. Bending, bowing to the thoughts and refuge of the forest. An original? May-be. But the sapling is still meek, and is...
  Come in, enjoy your stay. Walk all over me, I won’t utter a peep. Violate me, Place your foot straight into my gut, sinking in, the...
Sun
  Bruised, unripe; I lay, weeping, imperfect and alone, the toy missing wheels. An unattained dream, fantasy, and hope, still sealed with...

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