I sing the most beautiful song
And try to do no wrong,
I have so much on my shoulder,
No one can remove this boulder.
I'm a unique type of Artist,
I hope to get the farthist,
I'm very clumsy,
But it's not my fault!
I keep many thoughts locked up in a vault.
As you can see,
There's a lot to mee,
That no one could understand,
Now all I need,
is some sympathee.
And someone to hold my hand
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My Poems & Art
Here I'll post art that I've had made for me or poems that I write.
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