This is my poem that has no proper rhyming or rhythm except the rhyme and rhythm of my own weird creative inspiration. Don't think I'm all depressive, I just decided to write a badly-written poem. Even if it needs a LOT of work (in my opinion) at least it kind of says what I want it to. Sort of. sweatdrop
It's raining clouds of holes
Something missing, something gone
Life continues and life rolls
Looking at the empty lawn
I miss her
Never known a girl who could make me feel like this
Never looked in the mirror and only seen mist
Part of me
All of me
I miss her
Scared of times to come
When I'll always feel like I do
I just want to run
I want to run to you
I miss her
So
Much
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Monkey Airplane Soldier
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I'm a girl, in real life, my avi is just.....confused. sweatdrop