Bri Mar Poems

It causes me pain,
When I hear it rain,
If only it were sunny all day,
I wish it would never come back again,
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Making an error,
Can bring on terror,
But by simply facing the facts,
Of learning it's for you to be the bearer,
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The gift of writing,
Can be so inviting,
But the warning is, writer beware,
Your end product may well be exciting,
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Are you who you are,
Or what others perceive,
Take a look from afar,
Does your mirror deceive.
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To the origins of life,
We've become obsessed,
It's causing such strife,
It's making us stressed,
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That poem you created,
Was your intention stated,
Context can be such a pain,
Did you mean it to be loved or hated?
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The art of writing,
Though seemingly inviting,
Is not as easy as it seems,
That finished product in your eyes exciting,
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No more no less,
They create such mess,
Those Dogs shit everywhere,
We poor humans feel the stress,
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We're always right never wrong,
In a fight we do remain strong,
You take the bite to us you belong,
We can cause aggravation.
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Are you aware,
That by showing you care,
You are ridding another of strife,
Lifting someone from the depths of despair,
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