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What Growing Up Means To Me
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What Growing Up Means To Me

Poem By Casper Fields

to my lovely widjajas

a shit bowl crashes through the ceiling.
i brush my teeth,
wash my face,
put on my polka-dot pajamas
thinking, 'it's just a shitty
dream.'
maybe not, says
the shit
that
just
fell
on
my face.
i write a poem
and go to bed, shit-
faced.

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sorry but i dont like it =midnightmaiden


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