#i'm tipsy so that isn't helpin

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So I've got wild memory problems right? Which means I often go back and read through poems I have no memory of writing and have no idea what they mean, which is fine cause that makes it more interesting to read through anyways. But sometimes? Sometimes I find a poem that hits me like a ton of brick with emotions I didn't even know I had, even though I still have no idea what the words mean, here's an excerpt from one such poem:

I understand it as a standalone, and god does it hit hard as a fucking standalone, but the whole of the poem is wildddddd, like the first fucking line, what??

I'm crying, like actual tears, what do you meannnnnn?

The fucking title is no help by the way:

because of course it's not.