Sweet oh sweet feather old,
Happy birthday, grandpa!
Fold right tight, youth get bold;
Kiss kiss, goodnight grandma.
"What is this? Where's Nana?"
Lovely time, lovely rings.
Mighty, sour Nana;
He leaves, gives Nana spring.
Stand high mountain perplex,
December he ages.
Magic is boring sex,
Still Nana and him age.
His Nana, he engaged.
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Sanity For Two
Poetry"I remember why it's important for me to continue living." A collection of poems and a few short stories mainly about mental illness, suicide, death, abuse, love and friendship. ((SOME TOPICS IN THIS WRITING MIGHT BE TRIGGERING TO SOME READERS, SO...
