More emo poetry from this whole page of poems I wrote during Math 11 class. Here’s a picture!
Final Closure
My mind flows
consistently, never faltering
unless the pain arrives, brought
on by the sight of the
person who has hurt me
all these years, and
yet brought me more than I ever wanted, which
is why I must block you out.
Whole bunch of crappy poems
aaron's random musings 
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