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Lover's lover loved,
Then lover's lover lied.
And then lover's lover left,
For another lover yet.
Happy Thursday everybody!
O
pe
n Up Y
our Ey
es Once
In A Whil
e It's Nice.
Just 18 of these away from having 100 scrapbook poems! It's a little shocking, I never thought anybody would want to read my random thoughts! Also, for whom it concerns, I hope to have the 300 poet poem done sometime soon in this coming year. Happy New Years!
Sleep with the lights off,
Warm under sheets.
Wake to the morning sun,
And the promise of you and me.
New year's day,
New year's eve.
Can't keep away from the new year,
And the new you, the new me.
Piano, sparkling anything,
Diamond ear rings.
There is no where I'd rather be,
Than holding you.
Be the last memory of this year,
And the first of the next?
Less than twenty-four hours until 2025. It's crazy.
Cold winter afternoon,
Heading to my friend’s,
Down to the woods,
Ghost hunting again.

Deep into the ravine,
Feeling strange,
Like being watched,
From away.

“Split up,”
“Farther that way?”
Alone I see it,
A beautiful woman in the creek.

I called out,
She looked at me,
Then faded.
A ghost,
I swear I saw.
Still freaks me out. Happy Monday!
.hguorht em tup uoY
,niap emas eht leef mih ekaM
.uoy ot did I dias uoy tahW
,did ohw nam eht hcnup d'I
It's backwards and in reverse order, just like the twisted way they think.
Quis sum ego?
Vir, poeta, amator.
Aut ego iustus amissa sum?
Ego feci nomina illa usque.
I'm doing better with learning, still not the best though.
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