A Million Poem by Catelin Barr

A Million



There are a million ways.
A million ways to confess my love.
Two million ways to show it.
There are a million ways.
A million ways to wash the dishes.
There are a million ways.
A million ways to disrespect you.
Two million ways to respect you.
There are a million ways.
A million ways to end this poem.
I will choose just one.
The End.

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