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"pooof" poems
What's up   You are asleep Or maybe you was captured by a giant yodeling ant eater   **** That some crazy **** that flew out of my fingers   I'm a wizard One of a kind Pef Pooof Still the same.... I used to talk to stoves   But now I got this painting  Quietly Sitting inside an upside down hourglass Twiddling my thumbs rotating my cancer in my hand   I got this musical Notes playing out of this clever earmuff So soothing that I fall into a slipped universe Got these pictures on my wall   Shows what the past looked like sometimes it just speaks to you  and manipulates you  just like a painting -Paul R Hensley |||
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Dec 20, 2016
Dec 20, 2016 at 3:58 AM UTC
The idea in my eye
Thrills will not last, people try to keep that thrill has long as they can ,cause they don't want it to end. But sooner or later they'll get very bored of that thrill and pooof its gone and there be another thrill to keep you satisfied. The endless cycle of the human race, never really sticking to anything its just doing something to keep the boredom away.
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Aug 26, 2012
Aug 26, 2012 at 6:50 PM UTC
Thrills....
Like a meteor at night, The stages of life, Come from darkness No one could know. There's the flash,           (and a fire) The Oohs and desires, Then Pooof, There goes the show.
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Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 5:04 PM UTC
Pooof