i get so buzy am tied up
life's not easy when you are dieing up
did i love you baby when you cried up?
the words stop rhyming when they are dried up
i feel like a moron
dead brain nutron
bomb when it explodes
i find the doors all closed
trying to find a home
dog without a bone
me all alone
i meet my clone
i set off the drone
everyone wants the throne
you are not the one
who gets the bun
i shot with the gun
was it just for fun?
the war will end when they tie it up
what about those who die out?
i saw your name and i cried out
the tears. they never. dry out.
:-/
shit! i havent writtin nothing worse that THAT. crap. but anyway now on everything goes on to the blog.
weirdo do day was yesterday. another exam tomorrow. until next time then.
ps: i had a good reasons to start writing a blog. would come back to this
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ked your crap, i think its better han all the trash i've read in the name of poetry, some days ago.
i liked your crap, i think its better than all the trash i've read in the name of poetry, some days ago.
man you're right techonology sucks at times.
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