Who am I to lie,
Play with feelings,
Pray with nothing,
A way of thinking.
Caged, outside and inside, alive and dead,
In love and not, made and destroyed,
Played and tangled, saved and a lot more, derailed,
Don't make me sad again,
I don't wanna be mad with you after I have cried.
Pink balloons around the house,
Winks of God to no one,
Wounds that bleed through these skins,
Faked banks faking faked money.
Balloons explode,
Why did they appear here?
Stars make me change code,
Beers make me barely care about it.
Funks,
Trunks,
Chunks,
Clonks.
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The Poem Book That Shouldn't Be Seen [P1: If It Goes Up, Must Come Down]
PoetryThe collection of poems that should never be seen, Part 1→ IF IT GOES UP, MUST COME DOWN. Poems on various topics, related to good and bad, love, fame, universe, etc...
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