My poem
My heart
My soul
My emotions
My life
Rushing
Gushing
Surging
Pouring
Forth for the world
to see
Bleeding
Crying
Laughing
All at once
Presenting
The true core
The true essence
Of who I am
Space cat
there was a little cat of the furry sort and he used to dream he was an astronaut climbing in his rocket heading to the stars landing down...
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The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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