Writing poetry
about who knows what
trying to ignore the pain
of my deep heart cut
Wish that
shomehow, some way
I could be having
a better day
Knowing that
someday, some how
I will be healed
but in the future, not now
Boy, rhyming poems
sure do suck
Maybe if I was better
I could write one for a buck
My next poem
will not rhyme
the limit to much
and take way to much time
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