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My name is Forest. They/Them. I've never written much poetry but have always wanted to. Rhyming has always been a struggle for me but as it turns out - not an actual requirement.
every day that i am with him i can feel my lungs deflate...
Someone once taught me How to look inside yourself...
If i died who would cry...
by Thanatos Ang-El
by Ben Pickard
by Poet on the Piano