I.V 94s Poems

Confusion like the clown climbing
to reach the fun
Children laughing
because of pity
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Harmonica harmonica
you're my bitsyditsydoo
harp harp
to the beat
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My eyes are heavy as I type these words

All I want
is to be tired
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This poem my dear
is great
if you try to find
a meaning
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I stare at the wall
Now I see it all
How my wrist is twisted
and ask why my voice
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A poem writer poet
once upon a time
had a glorious day
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This flower has almost landed
I have no other choice
than bringing it up again
so it can sprout like it never has
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Nose in the middle of the beauty
you are definitely a cutie
Glasses round your eyes
looks very nice
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Dream is a fact
What's real
is more real
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Promises get broken
You'll see...

It looks like spring
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