Drenched in dire, we are both liars
Tumbling down who's to blame
Shook up this is a earth quake
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Poems were left blank to fill the empty space
People ask how am I supposed to understand
The poets aim was not sense a strive for sentiment
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A pretty tree with cherry blossoms
Caused storm clouds a streaming sour song
Sidewalks are bestowed in beauty with the forbidden fruit
Pits are peculiar, but without they are not whole
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My World
Drenched in dire, we are both liars
Tumbling down who's to blame
Shook up this is a earth quake
You are my world but it's wavy
I love you but tend to be escaping
Much like the sun you are the one
I revolve around, As if you were the moon
Controlling tides from left to right, I stay idly by
Wouldn't mind diving into your depths of despair
If your there I'm happy
Though not a swimmer, with a beauty beastily
My eyes are blind
Drowning now, stuck in a whirlpool of death
With my last breath I love you