My Honest Poem, My Teenage Life, Moral

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by R. Kay At thirteen I mocked a friend after class, The next thing I saw was a fist land between my eyes like a swinging Bob Suspended to a pendulum with force as a car engine… Then I realized humanity will not always have familiar feelings in the faceRead More »