my nose is dripping
it's my biggest concern
when you are stripping
it makes my heart burn
am i equilibrium
it is quiet here
you say: "Carpe Vinum!"
with you, i do not fear
funny, a petite figure
flying over my head
the "poet" is not amused
with that all said i'll go to
bed
i think and think and think
these words forgotten
now floating in the wind
my mind still a rotten
divide et impera
creo quia est absurdum
persona non grata
vivet in aeternum
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Words Floating In The Wind
Poetrythe verses that never made it. the floating thoughts of the author in a way not yet revealed. stay tuned for these thoughts
