I know you had to move on
but I'll hold you close to my heart
I'll never forget what you were to me
It may take some time for me to see
the lesson this was meant to be
"Let go, Move on"
though it's for longer then I'd like
Goodbye
I'll see you in the next life
i once went to poo
but i couldnt get in the loo
so i dirtied my pants
i took a glance
and i screamed to the heavens, ewww.
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there was a bun who had a gun
but the gun needed ammunition
so he ate a cheese stick, got on a boat,
and found a shirt full of tambourines
1+1 is 2, 2+2 is 4- quick maths. everyday man on da block....🎶🎶🎹🎸🎛🥁🎙🎙🎻🪕🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵
a saw a baby on the pier
who was crying out many tears,
so i ran up to him,
and punted him to next year
Lol I'm not depressed but my poems sound so sad
There's nothing here. Only - Emptiness. We can't fill it. No one can. Embrace it - While you're still conscious. Then let it slowly drag you away.
Art though is more than something. Tis a magical feeling it spreads through the air as if music were to feel. To feel the peeling of banana, to feel the rocks that spread the Earth. Art expresses it all.