Earlier and earlier
Every year
I begin to wish
For next year
To be better
And I'm already there
Waiting for this year
To finally end
In Mid-January
On my way home
Mildly defeated
But mostly starving
Like the artist
I pretend to be
And I came close
So, so close
But there's always
Next year...
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The Poetry Collection [Editing]
PoetryA soulful recollection and philosophies on life from a young, femme, punk poet. Poems ranging from when I was still in school, moving out, exploring the world for the first time, moving through the years, until now, being an independent artist and b...
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