Quit procrastinating, you’ll be dead soon Flower = vagina, please have sex with me This government sucks, but I can’t say that directly I am lonely, angry, (fill-in the blank), etc. This poem is a self-reflective poem I’m a fairly clever intellectual I actually love you, and could tell you over and over It’s spring, life is filled with beauty, possibility and newness It’s autumn, life is rich but impermanent
"Great themes in poetry"
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Haha! So true!
I love it!
October 2, 2009 at 8:16 AM