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I hated 'The Great Gatsby'

It’s truly

An american tragedy

And I read it

When I was 16


I believed in love back then

I believed in life

And something about Gatsby

Killed some of the kid in me


That hopeless criminal

Jay

And that gold-digger

Daisy

Hit the hopeless romantic in me

And then

Drove off

Living me for dead

On the streets of New York


And what stings as an adult

Is realizing just how accurate

Fitzy got America


They shouldn't have us read that book at that age

16 is too young


For a kid to die.


-C.H.


 
 
 

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