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i float upon words.

an sea of dotted lines.

lions and thunder,
hindered and hidden.

the treasure buried

climb upon a smile.

the crave of a cloud.
dont worry i'm though
now i climb down.

i live my life
telling jokes and
climbing down trees
but i'm all right
i save my sweets
for rainy days.

i found
jesus face formed in a
cookie, i ate
now i got a crave for milk.





Poetry by asshole
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Written on 2008-04-28 at 20:03

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