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Nine shitty poems.

 

All of these people know who you are
They all think alike about who and the
Several foolish things that you've done and you do
So you care
You care
You care
Trying to be like somebody new
Is what they force you to go through
Every other month
A new challenge blows away
What's only recently seemed logical
You've sworn in a new manner of thinking
But the moment you stop caring
Is the moment they'll come running

 

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