At the end of a rainbow
There is no pot of gold
At the end of a shoelace
Its name is never told
They say that south is below
But that would make it hell
These lies, fakes, and hidden truths
Make the evil cast spells
Among these evil doers
Are the ones seeking love
Get in the crowd of lures
And feel ones strength give out
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Aspiring writer. Thanks to everyone who reposts/likes my writings or follows me. Currently writing a temporarily titled book, Rules, various poems, and other miscellany. What else is there to know? Feel free to critique my writings!
Yo mama so fat when she wears a yellow raincoat, people said "Taxi!".
I feel horrible for not being on and catching up on everything I've been reading. I'm gonna be adding some stuff right now. Just need ta email it all. Don't hate me....
Hi y'all. It's been 2 months since my last post "aka confession" lol. Well being unemployed, again, sucks.
How on earth did I go up 117 ranks in one night when Ive practically ignored my opuss account?. o.O.
My godson and his brother (both my cousins) had their birthdays in February (1st and 2nd) and they had a party on the Sunday.
How did hitler die. He looked at his gas bill!.
I think it's about time I wrote a poem NOT about death and despair....
I really do love Opuss, But I cannot stand its sound. The evil kitten meowing Makes my head pound..
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