Everyday he stands along, talking into empty air, his life seems so deprived, really not fair.
Yet, in all his seeming grace, never once does a frown touch that face.
If only we could understand his joy, contentment with just every breath, then we would know life to its fullest, no regrets upon our death.
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Started writing poetry officially in 1991, enjoy reading Edgar Allen Poe, reading and dissecting the Holy Bible, and listening to beautiful/inspiring people. Age has no bearing on creativity. Some of the most beautiful things come from those of much lesser age and life experiences. So listen to those young people!
Wind in my hair, Beat others there, Run with friends, Sprint on bends, Compete together, No matter the weather, Enjoy the run, It's a ton of fun!.
March is a season full of joy Maybe you get a new toy It is also a walk, So do not talk, I think it's time for spring And I her a ring And all of this is march...
Your words have cut me like a knife You have left me here in pain Your actions have scared the hell out of me And I'm slowly going in sane.
He who loves, He who dies, Those filled with doves, Those filled with lies, Doves are those that fly..
If your eyes are full of fun In the sky,the sun will come If your eyes are filled with tears The rain will last for many years..
If I could give a rose to someone, who would deserve it. They definitely wouldn't deserve to get bit. If I could give a rose to someone who would deserve it.
M8 its lyf innit. Cnt evn tk it, but wot do i do doe, Cnt hck it bro, Dey say I dnt haz swag, Bcuz dey iz just a fag. This is purely for the irony, doe. :'L. It makes me laugh.
Everybody is having fun Some of them, eating a bun Everyone buys a red nose This year they even have toes. Red noses raise money for comic relief So everybody have some belief!.
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