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Season's of Mist.... fuck it

So I want to write something creative
Not down to overflowing passion in
My wild and rambling heart
But because I can't get to sleep
And I'm Bored

So lets face it:-
I'm only sixteen so I'm not full of wisdom
I'm certainly not old and grey
And I'm foolish

So where does that leave my poem?
If I'm not wrinkly enough to dish out
All the teachings life has to offer
And my only flawless talent is giving blowjobs
I'll surely bore you before I've even started

Funny thing is though
I'm already on the fourth stanza

Please tell me what you think

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  • Deadly Nightshade
    April 16, 2007

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    lol right when we're talking about the effects of music and poetry, and I see you've posted a new poem up!
    Lmao, it made me laugh!! Especially the ending! lmao