Dreams are made of sugar and spice,
Gumdrops, teardrops and everything nice.
Throw wishes away, darling, can’t you see?
Hoping was made for fools like me!
Dreams are made of sugar and spice,
Gumdrops, teardrops and everything nice.
Don’t look pathetic, darling, just breathe!
You’ll be over it soon like me!
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A Place Called Insane (And Other Whimsical Poems)
PoetryThis is a collection of whimsical and emo poetry and pongs written by a teenager. You know where this is going.
