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Fiery hatred,
Burning pain:
Scalding my tongue
With every shaky breath.
It's time
To crash out
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ozzie's shit poetry anthology!!!!
crowziez
Summary:
have you ever wondered what it would be like to read the written equivalent of actual shit? no? too bad, here it is in the form of my own personal CRACK POETRY ANTHOLOGY!!!!!!! yippee!!!
WARNING: THIS IS A TERRIBLE PIECE OF LITERATURE. IT IS PAINFUL. PROCEED WITH CAUTION, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
lmao this is going to be so fun
Notes:
heeeeeello yall and welcome to the dumpster fire of your dreams! yay!
there is very little actual writing in this fic. because, poetry. terrible poetry.
this is basically a direct cause of the social experiment that was giving a class full of angsty teens pieces of paper saying 'how are you?' because that would work great and it would surely cure these kids' depression!!!!
updates will be irregular and all equally terrible with very little context. enjoy :3
Chapter 1: hate
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