A POEM THAT MATCHES A PICTURE

Summoned into a society – randomly

 

Destiny is to never be paid – handsomely

 

Communicating candidly,

 

So frank that they call you Frank

 

Occasionally breaking down – seeking privacy

 

A face and a pillow – sobbing silently

 

Self-pity is refreshing, feeling slightly better

 

Feeling like writing someone you loved a letter…

 

Like an actual letter

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