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This isn't a poem, it's a thank you. Thank you all so much for, bein there for me. And inspiring me to know what I have. And thank you all for lifting me up with some of your comments. If anyone would love to talk to me, or anything don't be afraid to text me on discord. https://discord.gg/SBFp4m
Thank you for excepting me when others, wouldn't. I a glad to be in the Hello Poetry family with such talented and amazing people
My Discord info:
The oceans of ark#7674
 Mar 2020 Mark Toney
Traci Sims
Death arrived on a plane,
Eager for lovers,
Hungry for converts.
The Emerald Lady cowers in fear,
Empty and silent, her night creatures hidden in shadow, her daytime a wasteland,
Everyone waits for the signal.
Stay safe, everyone.
 Mar 2020 Mark Toney
Traci Sims
A poet is,
before anything else,
a sage who knows nothing
and knows
he or she knows nothing.

Stravinsky once said
Music is powerless to express anything.
Poetry expresses
that powerlessness, too.

All Art,
or at least,
that which intoxicates you,
is like that.

It's all optional, so it's all negotiable.

That is where
true wisdom
and poetry
reside.

(Walter Tomaszewski; Tuesday, 27 June 2017)
Walter is a friend of mine. He is obsessed with all things Tardis.
 Mar 2020 Mark Toney
Traci Sims
I see you wrote me
    And I will try to reply
    Please... take a number

2. Love me NOW, ******!
    I can only wait so long
    Another beckons.
 Mar 2020 Mark Toney
just emma
What if,
The reason I can never picture my future
Is because I don’t make it that far...
Coming up with your own conspiracy theories... not a good idea.
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