Earlier and earlier
Every year
I begin to wish
For next year
To be better
And I'm already there
Waiting for this year
To finally end
In Mid-January
On my way home
Mildly defeated
But mostly starving
Like the artist
I pretend to be
And I came close
So, so close
But there's always
Next year...
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Death Threats ♡ poetry
PoetryThrough years of building secrets and multiple lives, I've collected all of this poetry. The first random person to actively support my online poetry ended up sending me death threats a few months after I began assembling my first collection. I bloc...