Eli Unknown Poems

Much better with the butter
Easier to digest
With less guess
Annnnnnnd if maybe
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spoken words continue to ramble on and on in my head
and i feel lost inside the chaos of my mind -
looking across the deserted plains -
searching to find anything to explain
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eye like what eye like and for this see saw
eye tire easily
back and forth plummeting to my death
over and again
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it is but a grain of sand sliding thru the hour shaped glass
and a part of which eye can not ask
how apart my wings must spread
for these thoughts to flyy from my head
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loving you is a burning sensation in the pits of my soul
bearing juice from the fruit of my labors
able to see the destruction of a cleansing mind
you will love who i turned out to be
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extra extra read all about it
i got the news and i just gotta shout it
undeniably so
i cant believe that i know
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