I forgot how I've always been the black sheep of my family. The ugly little duckling that couldn't fit in her family of perfect picture.
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A Letter
PoetryThis is my own personal shit that I have written. I will finish it here and maybe never return until I get into the same depressing shit again. Hits best when read using dark mode.
2nd September 2020
I forgot how I've always been the black sheep of my family. The ugly little duckling that couldn't fit in her family of perfect picture.
