the poem that ryhmesOne day I decided to write a poem that rhymed, What a bad idea I said to myself,the poem that ryhmes
What a silly idea my left cranial lobe chimed,
Shut your hole my right lobe yelled,
And then the two begain arguing, My right lobe started: your always telling him he's stupid when he's compelled, My left lobe countered only because it's a waste of time, My right brain grumbled and was quiet,
My left lobe guffawed and said, "you shut up how sublime!",
Then my right lobe kicked my left in the balls,
My left lobe grunted and in terms of brains clasped his genitalia and rasped, "always thinking with y
Sarahthe beer and music amplifies my heart a thousand fold But I don't need them to feel this way for you it just brings those emotions to the surface making them swell and flySarah
a thousand heart breaking, stomach pitting questions flow from my brain: why can't you be here?
why can't I touch you again? why do only 2 beers make me feel this way? such a fucking light weight... fuck it... I know the answers and I hate them
promise I will be forever yours? I only want you I want only your love I want only my skin against yours I want only your heart to mi
flow branches flowOf all the mundane things in the world my favorite is the trees blowing in the wind, Dancing the airs graceful secret song, you can hear it if you listen.flow branches flow
They sway and rock so fluidly as they flourish their branches and dance in the wind, Relishing the afternoon sun, And dancing their slow dance.
Trees what peaceful beings you are, what simple lives you live, I envy you.
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then my mother would come home blasted and missing half her clothes. My father would call her a cum dumpster then proceed to beat her with a magliteŠ flashlight till the police pulled him off of her...
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then my mother would come home blasted and missing half her clothes. My father would call her a cum dumpster then proceed to beat her with a magliteŠ flashlight till the police pulled him off of her...
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then my mother would come home blasted and missing half her clothes. My father would call her a cum dumpster then proceed to beat her with a magliteŠ flashlight till the police pulled him off of her...
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then my mother would come home blasted and missing half her clothes. My father would call her a cum dumpster then proceed to beat her with a magliteŠ flashlight till the police pulled him off of her...
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then my mother would come home blasted and missing half her clothes. My father would call her a cum dumpster then proceed to beat her with a magliteŠ flashlight till the police pulled him off of her...
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then my mother would come home blasted and missing half her clothes. My father would call her a cum dumpster then proceed to beat her with a magliteŠ flashlight till the police pulled him off of her...
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