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I wrote this trying to write a different type of poem hopefully it's good rate it on a scale of 0 to 10 let me know I'll be post g more often as well

Am Going To die
Why didn't you tell me sooner
I wanted to meet the Dragons who built earth
And feel their flesh soft as the green grass


On my skin
Her flesh felt like nothing and everything
At once
So her existence scared me into believing
I could never be enough for her or that I would be too much

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