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Admit it, you've written it. I've written it. Everyone has, at some point in his or her life, written crappy, angsty poems. Most contain the word "black" at least once. Most mention smoking cigarettes and feature the word "fuck." Many point out how "love" is synonymous for a zero score in tennis.
It seems to be a very primal urge for humans to express their innermost thoughts and emotions in the form of poetry. From jilted love to being left out, feeling alienated and hating the world-- all these things have been scribbled in black velvet covered notebooks and the backs of tattered napkins since we were young.
With the advent of the Internet, now you don't have to keep these thoughts to yourself, or get the published in your high school's poorly xeroxed "Literary magazine"!
It's only fair that I go first, so here are some of my real adolescent stinkers (from the embarassingly heinous section of my composition book cordoned off with a green paperclip to separate it from the "good" poetry I wrote later on in high school)
Here it is: (notice
how I used words like "telly" and spell color like "Colour"
because I was going through my faux-British phase)
The Meaning of Life, TV
Withdrawal, Neopastoral II, Expectations,
The Age Before Consent, Symbolic
Surrealistic Poem, The Other Side of
Yuppiedom