And find you in a little storm-
Without your Own umbrella,
Pray for strength and shield your hair
For need thee not a fella.
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Cringe I do at sloppy writes
Teeming with small errors-
Known to plague a baby Bleeder,
But of this I'm no Bearer.
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Pounding the keys of life;
There's no margin for error.
One mistake is suicide:
A poet's terror.
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I'll carry you oh love of mine.
Never you forget,
I: the apple of your eye.
I: your only pet.
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Miss I much my rubber duck:
I Laughed it 'round my room.
Now I lay out in cold fields-
Quacking at the moon.
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You're so far from my Mississippi,
But I know you are the one.
I never dreamed of aliens
'Til you made for me a sun.
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I trust you with
My coffin.
You'll deliver it for me...
I don't know where or when or
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Stuck I am in Hate's quicksand:
Sandy is my heart.
Kicked, you, dirt right in my face;
Like sand I blew apart.
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