Poetry, Flash Fiction, Songs

Like most who dabble with the dirty, pretentious circle-jerk that is modern poetry, I am a raging narcissist, completely unable to fathom or grasp the concept that anyone could be compared to anyone else.

Source: sabotagetimes.com

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