This is just an assortment of my completed poems, without editing, and exactly how they come out of my head. Do not expect to find nothing but coal, or nothing but diamonds; it goes both ways. All of these are poems, and a majority are rants, but none the less enjoy the thoughts inside of my head
Saturday, February 11, 2012
Sweetie
If you have my attention,
Use it.
Glue it to the wall until the day you
Abuse it.
Choose it as your roof until you
Lose it;
If you believe in a thing called love
Prove it.
A very lucid meaning for you to
Choose me,
Sweetie.
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