My Poems
B R A I N
Slither across the ground into a cave,
Feed Africa to steal warm winter.
Rainbows and skittles are thinking.
A dinosaur is full of zombies!
Swim if you want to...
Somebody swims from you.
Deserve poppy field to taste wet November.
Open sky sunny,
ending Death.
Remember if I'm crying
Somebody old, sad, you.
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2 Comments – Postiwch sylw
psychoblob
Rhoddwyd sylw 30 mis yn ôl - 15th November 2013 - 17:59pm
WHAT DOES THAT MEAN??
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ponylover664
Rhoddwyd sylw 30 mis yn ôl - 20th November 2013 - 10:12am
its soposed to be strange