Francie Lynch

Tinder - Poem by Francie Lynch

Every face has its glory;
Every scar has its story;
Swipe left,
Swipe right,
Hit like,
Hit dislike,
You're judge, gavel and jury.

Topic(s) of this poem: judgement

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 10, 2015

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