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Raina L C Jan 2016
So is it the time my dear, my dear?
For the holy to be alive
Ah it's the time for lunch?
I'm going my dear, my dear

The retired will be retired even if there's a river
Our heart who keep beating as dum dum and tam tam
Hey hey
The living angel is still here

The thou thine thee of the old books
And the thin palm tree of the old coast
Oh right, the hanged will soon be loosened
Realive! Realive!

Why why
The dragon was exploded and became a vulcano
Fast fast
No much time left get going get going
The deer of my dear is bearing the bear

Ah ah ah
The wilted leaf on my desk
It's a beautifully stinky sting
Keep in mind ahoy ahoy
The fish didn't walk on the land anymore

Oh oh
Our gracious home's ghost is playing happily
Is it lie? Is it real? Is it true? Is it?
The theory that once told
You can't believe it anymore

So we go singing ta ta and dum dum and tam tam and ra ra and walking while dancing and humming while running
Today sure is pretty fast too

Tick-tock tick-tock
It's the time!
The party held from me, by me, and for me (and my dear, my deer, and my bear)
Let's again guard the time

The moon is shining miraculously ugly
Let's slow down for a little bit
The softy tingly whingly
Said
"Have a rest for now, guard"
so, here it is
a midnight-nonsense poem i posted on my twitter account

because i don't really like romance poems
Kaley Dec 2016
To know or recall
To plainly think,
To skim your brain,
For everything..

To bring forth a thought in your head,
To have an hold memorys realive,

To keep in hostage actual facts,
Uptain the things that are to remain..

The things that represents an
The things that stores your thoughts,

Forever to be in your your head,
Signed infinently your "Mind".

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