Bad Poetry Thursday: Yes, I’ve Always Been This Way

I wrote this poem in high school. It’s in my journal next to some very bloody drawings (red pen, not actual blood) and lots more angry, rambly poetry. Apparently I had some teen angst. That’s a whole separate blog post.

Anyhow, I love this poem for its simplicity and directness.

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I use to live
  by a ski lift,
but I fell off
  and now
I’m a stiff.

(The End.)

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