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Poetry from February 2026

The true language of love

and maybe even hate

Never having words to use

Even I suffer that fate​

Together lets go through

a marvelous collection of thoughts

That I must get out

before my brain rots

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have you ever had a day dream so real you've convinced yourself it's happened. no? okay well I have and I wrote a poem about them

I wanted to use this imagery so i did, oh and I wanted to rant about love. 

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"Why are you so obsessed with me"-Regina George   

To be thought...

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