Random Weird Poem - Poem by Kayla ...
I don’t know why I am writing this poem
But it’s late at night and I am not as tired as before
Writing poems is like breathing for me
I love ‘em
Once you get to writin’
You can’t stop
It’s like the doors of a room close
You’re locked in and can’t get out
10: 30 p.m and everyone is asleep
Except me because I am hooked
On poems! :)
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Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You