I was reading a poem on DU poetry and I almost sank.
and I wanted to PM the poet-
yes, that’s where I read all poems.
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and I wanted to PM the poet, because I sank.
I was sinking, almost drowning.
some men are good at swimming, but I’m a drowner. I’m a rock.
If you throw me, I won’t even hop on the water’s surface.
so when I read the poem, I wanted to PM the poet because I was drowning.
I didn’t PM though.
some wolves are good at swimming, but I’m a drowner. I’m a rock.
If you throw me, I won’t even hop on the water’s surface.
I had a boat.
lost it, because of a PM.
I had a great boat, and the sails were silver.
the hulk was gold.
and I lost the boat because of a PM.
I lost my boat in the middle of an ocean, and I began to sink.
some men are good at swimming, but I’m a drowner. I’m a rock.
If you throw me, I won’t even hop on the water’s surface.
no, no I won’t.
I wish I had that boat.
I lost my boat because of a PM.
I’m happy that most of my life is on the internet because I don’t think I would be alive if I had made real-life mistakes.
because some men are good at swimming, but I’m a drowner. I’m a rock.
If you throw me, I won’t even hop on the water’s surface.
so I read a poem today and I wanted to PM the poet, but I didn’t because I was drowning. and when I chose not to, I stopped sinking.
and I- and I was proud of my decision. because I had lost a boat because of a PM.
who knows what I would’ve lost next…