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Seeing how the pieces fit
Once, she had a bulldog
Who liked to eat oranges
and chase pipes
Once, he had a neighbor
who thought she was his wife
Once, a girl stared silent
And looked with loving eyes
Once, a mirror shattered
and made a girl go mad
Once, there was a poster
with Mary on the stage
Once, there was a girl
who never left the page
I saw them all in faded black
now I know what happened last
But I'm not certain what was told
or how this story will unfold
What
did you see?
is this poem a test?
im lame brain or something.
I missed out.
:(
Koko~
Poetry is passion,imagination & soul mixing together....
Words
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this is a test of the emergency broadcast system.......
You saw nothing or you saw something
i saw inspiration upon the deck
I saw results from all of it
collaboration on a massive scale
beyond what I'd thought up until now
Just noticing the muse of it
remembering why I havent quit
there's something more powerful happening
as my heart and mind are reopening
I am trying to solve my own riddle
Copyright © morningglory
Aww
Well I'm very happy to hear that !
yeah!
answers:)
Koko~
Poetry is passion,imagination & soul mixing together....
Words
"...never left the page..."
Staying put is safe. Moving is the risk. It is good to get up on the other side of the bed. Wrong? Maybe, maybe not.