Today sucked a ton.
You're lucky I can count to
seven and to five.
Also, in case you were wondering:
There are people who
can suck all the air
out of
any space they're in.
But luckily:
Even on hard days
there is love, and friends, and dogs,
most importantly.
And finally, no disclaimers here:
Shitty poetry
is better than not writing
a poem at all.
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