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 Mar 2014
Mrs Ashley Somebody
Every time I roll over
"Nothing to undo" it says
But everything is messed up
I just don't know, these days.
Writing poems in bed on my iPod.
 Mar 2014
Mrs Ashley Somebody
Pushing on even when it hurts
Letting go of the pain
That's what makes you more than those
Who just wait out the rain.
 Mar 2014
Mrs Ashley Somebody
I am old, so much older now
And you think you can hurt me?
I am wise, so much wiser now
And I used to have so much mercy.
 Mar 2014
Mrs Ashley Somebody
You write to share your feelings
So others will see them too
I write because I poem
And rhythm and rhyme, too.
 Mar 2014
Mrs Ashley Somebody
~Close your heavy eyelids now
~~In rolling waves sink deep
~~~Away you go to sail the sea
~~~~And slowly go to Sleep.
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 Mar 2014
Mrs Ashley Somebody
"Broaden your horizons,"
Said the teacher to the student.
He said, "Fine, I'll do that,
I'll move to another planet."
 Mar 2014
Mrs Ashley Somebody
This morning a song
Was stuck in my head
It stayed until
I went to bed.
 Mar 2014
Mrs Ashley Somebody
You write of sadness all the time
No human feels this wretched!
Perhaps you wish you were pitied still
So pity is your method.
 Mar 2014
Mrs Ashley Somebody
The thing about my mentality is
It isn't very real
Someday, I just hope I look
Just as cool as I feel.
 Mar 2014
Mrs Ashley Somebody
Go
Go the distance
   walk the mile
But don't forget
   to walk with style.
 Mar 2014
Mrs Ashley Somebody
Chasing tails, erasing fails
The world is out to get you
What if this was just a risk
That you could really  live through?
 Mar 2014
Mrs Ashley Somebody
I pull my leg up under myself
Far too often for my knee
It hurts today from yesterday
And it's really bothering me.
 Mar 2014
Mrs Ashley Somebody
Among my my dreams
Strange and simple
I wish I could pop
A million pimples.
don't say it disgusts you, you know you wish it too.

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