And People Think I'm Going CrazyA Poem by brucethemaster
Journey through with me
The fruit is bad Blacken forest Toddlers funning And people think I'm going crazy Follow me with evil The gun is jammed White clouds Adults screaming And people think I'm going crazy Walk with me in the fields The plane is crashing Grey self Old people dying And people think I'm going crazy Tag as I can Blow it all over me Non colors don't exist Angels flying with their wings And people think I'm going crazy © 2013 brucethemaster |
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Added on April 25, 2013 Last Updated on April 25, 2013 AuthorbrucethemasterWVAboutName is Bruce. I am engaged to Mereanda and we have 2 kids together. My writing career started in 2002, I am the author of the Insanity series and other books that are available on Amazon just search .. more..Writing
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