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Collective poems!
0 reviewsJust a bunch of poems I write. ( Many are sad- and have certain themes that may be uncomfortable)
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The rain, it falls,
the bird, it calls,
the pain, it ebbs,
the bed, it dreads,
for when I awake,
my life will take,
what joy I have,
and call it bad,
the rain, it falls,
my heart, it calls
for the pain won't ebb,
and my body, it dreads,
for when I awake, my life I take,
and call it bad, and throw it in the trash.
the bird, it calls,
the pain, it ebbs,
the bed, it dreads,
for when I awake,
my life will take,
what joy I have,
and call it bad,
the rain, it falls,
my heart, it calls
for the pain won't ebb,
and my body, it dreads,
for when I awake, my life I take,
and call it bad, and throw it in the trash.
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