I don't know what to tell you, so here's one of Maud Pie's poems. (It's about rocks. They're all about rocks.) "Rock. You are a rock. Grey. You are grey. Like a rock. Which you are. Rock." Solid work.
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Tragic, bittersweet, simply sad, and dark-but-hopeful stories go here. Mostly slice of life stuff, themes with which people can relate.