Poems from Your-average_student

Who knows how old the vase in the kitchen corner floor is? Only god knows where it came from. or who made it or how long its been there or...
The white, Aromatic, Dry, tea packet Is consumed by the boiling water in my mug. It slowly creeps up Along the bottom The corners Encasing...
I cannot tell If my dog likes it here. Yes, when the door opens, he perks up his ear. And whenever we pet him his tail wags. All year. He...
Flashing lights Everything bright So you can bring your one and only and just dance the whole night Or maybe you're just friends, in...
I used to read in public But the kids at school made fun of me So I guess I don’t really read now. And I used to talk about my reading But...

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