Here one day and gone the next.
Hello,
Goodbye,
See you in a year.
Or month.
Or day.
Or hour.
One can never know,
One can never tell,
So hang on while I'm here
And never,
Never,
Let me go.
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Year 12 is almost over!
Thaaaannkkkk FSM!
Which means, because I should be studying, I'm in poetic overload.
Which means new stuff to upload!
Which means wanting to read yours!
See you round, amigos.





Why thank you, good sir! Always good to have some encouragement
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Just make-believe.
Someone liked one of your poems so much that they suggested it to be featured by *TheFavoritesProject. Now it's your turn to spread the love and suggest someone else's poem to be featured. Just send us a note with a link and our panel of appraisers will vote. It's that simple!
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Your back won't tell the secrets broadcast by the nerves webbing your spine.
And yes, I must get around to that, and dedicate it to you ^_^
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Just make-believe.
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