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by pollyanna Dec 15, 2006 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Y not with us u stay making sands wet like clay people out with u to play tight lips u without any say. u make me fully wet large as sky pleasures i get u with me when the sun is set the loveliest moments had i ever met. the clouds with a hellish tare like the infant's head giving out hair the rain drops without any care asking the cloud to bear. this is what i always hate y should this be the clouds fate to him u may be a goodmate ever was his life u ate. sun and u will always kill the cloud that u again fill shouldnt u ask its last will when it dashes the huge hill. remember to be polite to make him little delight cloud and u should never fight as he will ever hug u inn tight.