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There once was a pen
Who was used by Ten
He cried out Boo Hoo
When he went KooKoo
He had much Zen
There once was a tom
Who had a big Bomb
He went to the mall
And made “the call”
Then gave the bomb to a mom
Why do we try so hard? Is it to be loved or cared for, we need it, we can't live without it, but the thing people don't understand is that we really don't have to try so hard, we just need to be us and remember we are all perfect the way we are
Fear
Apprehensive about the future
Afraid hidden fault's will be revealed
Uncertainty loom's on every side
Fear is a bottomless pit
I DID NOT WRITE THIS POEM. I just thought it was a good one so I wanted to share it. I DID NOY WRITE IT
Fire
Anger, Destruction
Burning, Death, Hate
Disgust, Despair, Passion, Fear
Water
I wrote this poem for one of my LA projects. is it good?
Rose
Red, Beautiful
Small, Plant, Grow
Love, Happiness, Kindness, Caring
Flower
I wrote this poems in less than 2 min. is it good?
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