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Vent poem (about Vent)
Category: Writing and Poetry
There's a pit in my stomach where I kept you. Like a wound in a tree, what once hurt has grown over This place was a part of me. I remember when the sound of you sent terror through me, When I feared the next anonymous account made in my (dis)honour When all you were was a host, for anger worded vaguely, threats on my behalf, and, famously, the cliffs. I remember when our Debate coach » Continue Reading