The oceans I'm swimming in
aren't very clean-
And the oceans I've seen
have been sold to The Queen.
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Black walnuts all around,
there's a new boy on the edge of town
he's been here before, safe and sound,
but his hard-mouthed mum has slown him down
and now you can't see his shadow
there's a girl round here with a purple scarf
it stands out and puts the cute boys off
so she stands and weeps while
her best friend scoffs-
and claims them both unworthy.
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Songs for the Simple Unknown
PoetryA collection of poems about various topics including life//death//love// and the unknown. All are my own. *WARNING* mentions suicide
