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IT’S 4 IN THE MORNING AND I’M SO FREAKING HYPER RIGHT NOW.
Holy gods, I miss teaching.
I’m going to bring this back because it’s fantastic.
This too.
2012, anyone?
The end.
(Sorry, I really don’t have anything good to blog about tonight.)
I was having a super crappy night.
And then I found this.
Better than Lethargic Bieber? You decide!
I also went digging through all my old saved files and found all my angsty poetry latherings of yore. They’re hilarious.
I am dark.
I am a spark.
I am the turn.
I am the burn.
I am the fork in the road.
I am the wind’s sorry ode.
I am hell in a shrouded form.
I am the thing that howls in the morn.
I am philosophy.
I am prophecy.
I am tomorrow.
I am today.
I am sorrow.
I am Gray.
SO DEEP, MAN. I also just realized I haven’t written a poem since “Seuss on the Loose.” That’s probably a good thing.
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