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Seeing Things

I see you in my cupboard,
I see you under stair,
I see you on the ceiling,
How on Earth did you get there?

I started to ignore you,
In hope that you would stop,
But then again you had to,
Break that flower pot.

You saw that I was angry,
You saw that I was hurt,
You thought that you were funny,
But really you weren't.

Now you have gone,
Found somewhere else to play,
I can have some peace for now,
Until you're back next day.

TheThinker

@TheThinker

I'm a thinker. Somewhat of a writer. Great imagination doesn't always end up beautifully on the page -- or in this case, screen.

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