I would make something
exquisite and truthful but
I'm not a poet.
*ba dum tsh*
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Daisy Chains {Completed}
PoetryIn which a nineteen-year-old shows you snapshots of her freshman year (and the following summer) through paragraphs and pretty adjectives. | completed / updated sporadically
An Insecure Haiku
I would make something
exquisite and truthful but
I'm not a poet.
*ba dum tsh*
