Shed it, shred it,
do away with
every.
last.
drop.
And then,
when you cease to
breathe,
you'll have no
remorse
about squandered
days; no worries
over
a wasted
life.
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I always tell my students they shouldn't be afraid to share their writing.....so I decided to stop being a hypocrite. Here is my poetry...
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