I miss my friends.
I miss my cat.
I miss my rabbit.
I miss my tree.
I miss my book.
But most of all, I miss my brother.
Oh, the good ol' days.
We used to fight.
About stupid things.
But in the end, we made each other laugh.
I miss him.
I want to see him.
He needs to see us.
But he won't.
Stupid.
Dumby.
When I see him, I will pin him down!!
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My Feelings Of Poetry
ПоэзияI still often update, but not as often. This is a story about my feelings, in a poet kind of way. I am not very good at rhyme, but will try. These can also help you. Wise sayings in these too! I constantly change what I write, so be ready for long c...
