As I stand and stare
I realize he is there
He who never sleeps
and in my dreams he creeps.
I wish that he would die
yet I will not tell you why!
The things that he has done...
He swore it would be fun,
but he told a lie!
He was my friday friend
but his visits had to end
when i relized he wasnt well
I sent him down to hell
He will live inside my head.
it's my fault that he's dead
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Penny For Your Thoughts
Non-FictionThis isnt really a book as much as a journal full of poems, short essays and soon to be full length essays on the vast amount of complex emotions that the human mind undergoes. I will warn you that they are full of strong opinions and not necessaril...
