Challenge
give me a glimpse into your twisted mind
let's get honest with eachother. write a micropoem (a very short poem) about one or more of your raw thoughts. don't be scared; i'm all twisted up too. oh! and HEY! twisted doesn't have to mean ugly, u know?
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Reality
Sorry or not
Why does it matter
We own plastic dishes
Because the glass ones shatter
They don't know I'm here
Would mom and dad stop fighting
If I wasn't here?