Sad Poems
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Sometimes I just think
how I am supposed to feel... -
I’m out of steam
So I fill my veins... -
The unpredictable is predictable now
as one can easily read it on my face... -
Words scatter in the night
as a simple hush of wind... -
What you know of me
is a layer of paint on a canvas... -
A little three year old
scampers crossed a creek... -
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A weary traveler,
one lonely summer... -
Am I alike a yoyo?
if so - the axle is my heart... -
Tactility is nearly lost; exploring this wall
this plain white wall where hangers once pierced... -
I wonder if an unusual flock of white crowned...
Were there that day, that fateful day... -
People whisper; as I continue on,
oblivious to people's real thoughts... -
A note escaped the violin
to forever wander...
