an unnecessary explanation of things written

This is very real, hard feeling poetry, in the raw, it’s beautiful!

cotypoynter

My poems aren’t beautiful,
or happy.
They are not special
to anyone,
but me.
They are often depressing,
heavy with sadness,
or sexual conquests
and desires.
Although,
they are these things,
I hold the theme’s
and premises I write about
to be true
and pertain
to all person’s
in one way
or another.
To me,
that makes them
beautiful.

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