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LearnfromBOBD Dec 2018
Prettiful like a pine
Colourful like a wine
Love, I say no decline
For I will be fine
She’s my poem, I’m her poet
My mum knows your name
I can take all the blame
My poetic eagle
My baby boo boo  
Maybe one year today
Or ten days away
Even just one day
I will be able to say
I truly love you
I wrote my mom a letter
I told her I got a princess
If I slit my throat
All I don’t wanna bleed is regret
You my Ode of love
With respect
André Morrison May 2017
Pass me the letter, let me sign
Ballpoint pen, smooth like sine
Ink runs out, must be a sign
Only got to finish one line
Sha Aug 2015
You may be the sine qua non in my every breathing.
SøułSurvivør May 2015
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I'm sure sorry for the
erratic way I read on site

I have trouble keeping on
an even keel

Either i am too depressed
to read, or I'm hyper
and write and read
a blue streak

Please bear with me!
I will catch up on my
reading if I can!

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