im starting to realise that i know nothing.

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my new challenge – write lots of poems.

starting right. now.

you can try too… if youd like. heres my poetry prompt, in case youre listening — use the word Pattern in the first line and/or the last line of your poem.

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the pattern of your heart

is like a sky full of stars

mismatch me, mismatch you

ive never quite understood what you meant

when you said you loved me

you are a wonder and i am the beast

yet your heart is a string of words that doesn’t make sense

it’s not worth it

if i always end up

lying naked

underneath your kaleidoscope coloured heart.