Two men both knowing everything.
Sat thinking and drinking.
Their silence deafening.
Clock ticking.
Unending.
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Book of poems and useless information
PoetryIt's a book filled with poems and ideas that cross my mind. It's a place I can experiment and learn how to become a better writer and figure out how to use watpad. All comments and advice are welcome.
What happens when we know everything?
Two men both knowing everything.
Sat thinking and drinking.
Their silence deafening.
Clock ticking.
Unending.