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the big awful. poems part 1

I've waited my whole life for the big awful. You know, the thing that happens that is IT, the monumental event of doom.
That.
I waited my whole life for that. And it happened, proving that I'm not suffering from anxiety, because anxiety is things that COULD happen.
My big awful did happen.

So here I am, with proof that horrible things happen. And will continue to happen.

So I wait for the next big awful.

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  1. Beautifully said! I can so relate to this.

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