poem whore Poems

To run with the wind
Fly like a bird
you most first
dive into the dark
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I would like to use
big words that
explain indepth
how you this world
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7 suns
7 moons
7 rings of gold circling you
lost is your way 721 is the time of day
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From the darkest part
of my heart
to the sharpest point
in my mind
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Drunk and alone
the only thing
I want is to go home
traped inside
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forks in the road change the paith
life goes through an hour glass
and as the sands of time pass by
one wonders if life will always
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As the warm weather heats the ground at my feet
Donkeys shaking at their knees
worked to death not given food to eat
as they carry the load from the work day full
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From a point to top
the bottom always drops
mind over matter
a person never can flatter
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even though you maybe
half of what she ment to me
it reflects whats left of me
a mirror around my heart
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From the frame of my babe
I can feel a need to love uncondtionaly
To fall asleep in her soft and tender arms
watching as the sky turns dark
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