Dream Town
You and
me are going
places very far off
where we can breath and sleep with lots
more ease.
Sweet Night
Inside
all the starry,
rests some sugar
and a bright, bright honey,
brightening the black a sweet,
sweet night.
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PoetryA collection of both emotional and humorous poems about growing up and other frustrating parts of life that'll sound alright in your head, but just plain stupid out loud. !!!WARNING!!! This is not a compilation of chicken poems.
