The wistful leaves flow amongst the grass,
Just wishing that they could've stayed longer.
Some walk happily to class,
Then others just wish to be a goner.
Most don't understand the other,
Even if they're just like one another.
Some like to pick and chew,
While others stood around as they grew.
Some just want peace,
But that's too much to ask, to say the least.
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Weird poems :3
PoetryJust silly little poems, I'll make along the way of my upcoming days.
