I wish I could be funny,
So you would laugh at me.
I know I am far from exceptional
and I really hate rhyming.
But this poem is for you,
and it is coming from me.
Well, coming from my heart,
to speak more specifically.
I know a heart is just an *****
some ****** beating tissue.
But it's the only ***** I'd use,
to describe how much I miss you.
Like I said,
I hate rhyming.
So you better give me props,
Oh, by the way
I don't mind your smelly socks.
May 8, 2017
May 8, 2017 at 4:20 AM UTC
I wish I could be funny,
So you would laugh at me.
I know I am far from exceptional
and I really hate rhyming.
But this poem is for you,
and it is coming from me.
Well, coming from my heart,
to speak more specifically.
I know a heart is just an *****
some ****** beating tissue.
But it's the only ***** I'd use,
to describe how much I miss you.
Like I said,
I hate rhyming.
So you better give me props,
Oh, by the way
I don't mind your smelly socks.
I hate nights where I can only create corny *** poems.
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