Poems from loloheller
It's ok.
I'll get up, dust myself off,
tie my hair with a thick satin ribbon,
flip off the world and say carry on motherfucker
Ever dissected a pencil?
Searched the very insides that make it what it is
Well I have
A pencil has a heart, like yours and mine
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Why write a poem
And edit it later?
Why write a poem
When I will have to change my words
Edit my thoughts?
Why write a poem
When I...
It crawls around the cobwebs of our minds.
It creeps into the forgotten universe of yesterday and the forbidden city of tomorrow.
Sometimes...
Wouldn't you agree that we are born empty?
We are all "untitled pages"
We have no title to hint at our story
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