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I guess I've gone MAD
I write to much
A poetic BATH
I splurge mine touch
By paper and PEN
I dieth to write
I writeth by DAY
And reciteth by night!!!
Why is it
That the biggest hearts
Are emptied the fastest?

And the brightest souls
Are blackened
The quickest?
Head fractured in two,
The juices taste ripe and sweet.
Heart sour and stale.
Man shalt seeith a broken soul
As another ruin,
But I seeith
Soo much beauty
Lost and not found!!!
TACO'S!!!!!

Mmmmmmmhmmmmm

Mine favorite ();
Usually my body and
My mind agree
It's just one thing

See,
My body is ugly
And so is my mind

My body is weak
And so is my mind

My body is sick
And so is my mind

However,
My body looks happy
And my mind is sad

That is where,
My body and my mind
Don't always agree
 Jun 2015 The Broken Poet
XIII
I wonder if shellfish are selfish
Or if the rain is already tired of falling

I wonder if the ocean is tired of being blue
Or if Mr. Cactus wants a hug too

I wonder if snows ever felt warm
Or if the words "It's cold!" ever came out from Mr. Sun

And finally, I wonder if God also prays
Just wondering..
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