Poems from ububuddyubu

Tell me I’m not growing old, Face is falling, Curling then folds My eyes are blurry Not quite right No remedy to fix this Surely not light...
Tell me I’m not growing old, Face is falling, Curling then folds My eyes are blurry Not quite right No remedy to fix this Surely not light...
Let me be your constant student of discovery,  Who navigates the empty halls, To empty rooms, Still filled with air, But empty of spirit...
I used to detest life. Sometimes I still do. It was deep yet shallow  and still I could not find  my place Above the waves  I have tried my...
7 years,  It's time I can't retract,  7 years,  I want my home back.    7 years,  I have another life,  7 years,  by now you could have had...

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