NaPoWriMo, Day Twenty-Four, Poem Seventeen
Mood
Don't spell
everything
backwards.
Don't ask
why everything
nothing change.
You can't think
that is never
excuse.
When was
your last
love poem
When was
last thoughtless
not fatigue
Where was
last lunge
in anniversary
why
are you
here for?
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