I sit... Outside... in the warm weather, I feel it on my hairless skin... The sun is setting...the bugs... Oh the bugs... they have awaken... and they know... no better... but they are being a bother...I shall ignore them...
Oh... this weather.... this weather...how I like this weather right now...I kinda like it...to be honest.... and I do not like warm weather.... but I tend to like it right now... I feel nice... I don't feel like this often...I can say... I feel great...Amazing... it's a great feeling...I can tell you that...for sure....
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Our Mighty Unspoken Words
PoetryThere's all these different mighty words, all across the world, and so many are left unspoken, and left in our brains, for us to dwell on, and think on. ·230 in Poetry 6\24\17 ·195 in Poetry 6/26/17 i made this when i was 14 and i wrote up until 201...
