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My Complaints of the world
I hate you, I hate life, I hate me. Now as the gust of wind blows her hair across her face. she learned how to dance finger tips across his lips, but never mine. Pardon me miss, could you blow me a kiss? I think I better call it all quits....
Poem # 2
As time goes on...


Things come and go,
Straight and curved,
moving and still,
alive and dead,

As time goes on,
Things come, yet speed away as they please.
Things are straight, yet curved in many places.
Things are moving, yet they are at a standstill in life.
Things are alive and breathing, yet dead and cold to the touch.
As time goes one every year, every month, every week, every day, every minute, and every second...
As time goes on...

Things change.





 
 
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