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Saturday, May 4, 2013

Poems

Hullo, I wrote a poem.

Truths
There are only few
Who can understand 
without having to experience.

And no one in the crew
of this shipwreck named Life
has made it through the strife. 

Now hear me out
Loud and clear
You and I 
Have the same fear.

Might think you're better, 
Might think I'm icky,
But in the end;
Death is not picky. 


I wrote a lot more but I don't want to put all of them up, so here's a haiku.

Just a Brick in the Wall 
People need to stop
thinking their lives are TV
soap operas. Geez. 

Bye!