Cns 222 Poems

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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