We love ourselves too often and need reach out much more often. It is a social responsibility and it effects the environment also.
After giving it some thought I have decided to publish in book form.
I just need a editor who likes poetry.
The creepy thing
Interests of yours
Of forgotten dreams
And in the day
You are blind and
stupid
enough to drink wine
you wish life were
a party
full of laughing
but we all got
feel stupid.
The times you could
scream
Pain in the ass
falls away for a while
at imaginary places
where mermaids arrive
in the eyes of
sailors.
Interests of yours
Of forgotten dreams
And in the day
You are blind and
stupid
enough to drink wine
you wish life were
a party
full of laughing
but we all got
feel stupid.
The times you could
scream
Pain in the ass
falls away for a while
at imaginary places
where mermaids arrive
in the eyes of
sailors.
So then,
She flew into a window
Just a darling with wings
Hardly a normal event
Not thought or anything
Nor a song she sang
There was a hole
and a dark place
she was the tower.
lady.
And that is all.
Just a darling with wings
Hardly a normal event
Not thought or anything
Nor a song she sang
There was a hole
and a dark place
she was the tower.
lady.
And that is all.
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