This is certainly not of the creeping kind
Just taking the first step will always be a bind
It lies vacant amongst us all
We dream, we wonder, we try and ignore
But you know and I know it will always be there
Oh God please help me find/Oh God don't let me submit
But when it comes you will know
You will taste the stars
You will covet the fear
A child you will be once again
For if you look up you will see
It is the year of the ________
5 comments:
these poems are awful
As is your mum.
Don't let Mr Anonymous cower you into silence! A poet needs to express himself.
your poems are so sweet aww!
TAB, you have an uncanny ability to read our minds. or maybe you talk to Sam too much.
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