Bleak

I lounge in the bleak that is me.
Never knowing when it will break,
this wave of lugubriousness will pass,
and I can go back about my day.

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Andy McRae

I have been writing poetry for the last 13 years. It all started as an assignment for a creative writing course. I never thought I would like writing, as I am dyslexic and language was always a struggle for me, but I fell in love with the art form in that class.

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