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Hadn't written a poem in a while so I thought it was a good time to do so!
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Treading the path softly,
In this dream that seems to lie.
Stepping with my tippy toes,
If I step on it, it willdie.
Unsure of where I..
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Crawling through my head,trying to find space.Words I should've said,mumbled and out of place.If I wind up dead,I'll leave without a trace.My tracks w..
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I'm wondering who does things right, whether I'm living the
right way.
I'm wondering who thinks there's a right way to live your
life.
I'm wo..
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This world is open to being heaven but only if you'll let it. For it to do so you must first stretch your arms to their full length. You have to gaze ..
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Do you ever get that feeling,
That you're just watching your life,
It's streaming before your eyes,
It's simply passing you by.
And yo..
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Rain's been pelting down,
with dripping and dropping sounds.
Driving into me a downward frown,
and casting a shadow over this town.
While I sa..
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It feels like a page,that's been torn from a book.Most of it pulled asunder,apart from a clinging nook.It cries out to me,"Don't pull us apart!".It do..
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As the trees whisper,and crickets creak.Your image lingers,Your eyes speak.Your smile falters,it appears you feel weak.If only you knew,the answers yo..
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The spider clings on,
It itches to bite and sting.
Crawling around my brain,
Ensnaring its plaything.
Tugging at my mind,
Disturbi..
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