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A few little guys Words
When I talk
There is really nothing said
That you haven’t already heard
But we talk anyway
About things that don’t matter,
Yet still are nice to share
INsaniTy
The blackness advances,
I can feel it coming,
Suffocating, clawing at my sanity
I am the only one that understands,
I might not be able to come back,
But then you smile,
And laugh
I come back
Ice Cream
Looking back upon it,
I feel there’s only one thing to say.
Why didn’t I get extra sprinkles?
Running
Water falls to the road,
Brown leaves cluster, shapelessly clumping,
I fly by,
moving faster my
legs pumping,
heart pumping,
lungs pumping
feet pounding
ears pounding
I might stop but,
its easier to keep going.
King of the food Chain
Sitting on his throne,
Pondering what to eat
He paces back and forth
He bares his teeth,
Shakes his mane,
Flicks his claws,
He finally remembers,
There is no food,
Until the Zookeeper comes.
For you-
When you hold me:
I hate to hear time pass
I lay and wonder:
Why do we do this to ourselves
Would it be easier to be alone?
Yes.
Love is worth it
It always has been
Freedom
The reason to write a poem
Is freedom
Of wordplay
Spelling
Punctuation,
Capitalization
Prose
Damn you Microsoft
And your auto correct
