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Sarah, 18, Singapore
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Four things I know to be true
Saturday, June 7, 2014 || 12:34 AM

One. 
I don't write poems. Poetry is not an abstract concept for me - I write, for God's sake - but I don't write poems because I don't know how. Where do you put the space between the sentences and leave gaping holes, abysses for your own thoughts to arbitrate all that linear space? What is the difference between this
and 
this - how do I know when to do what? No one teaches you these things, I've never been required to write poems in class (not that I've ever been required to write provisions about having your heart touched yet I do anyway). I know poems don't have to rhyme, but I've always preferred it if they do - and I'm not fluid with rhymes. Call me a fool, but I've always found in simpler to write in proper sentences, run on lines that collect behind the other so quickly you barely have time to catch a breath. Maybe that's why people like poems - you have room to breathe. I don't write poems. I don't know how, and if I tried it would probably turn out shit. 

Two.
Yet I insidiously write about you
All the time
In a form
That looks suspiciously like poetry

Three. 
I have nice handwriting. 

Four. 
You'll never see it (again). 

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