He spilled his emotions
In everything he does,
like a room filled with bees
filled with sounds of abuzz.
He spilled his emotions
In everything he says,
like a beautiful vase
made from clay.
He spills his emotions
In everything he shows,
but no matter how hard
no one ever knows.
He spills his emotions
In basically everything,
so that no one would know
the feeling of nothingness.
I'm a fricking beach. Why don't I make longer poems!? I'm sucha piece of sheet. PAK myself. HUH~ I hate me. Vote if you agree, and- still Vote if you disagree. Comment if both. I'm just bored huh~ I hate myself. Tell me you hate me and I'm done *My brother tells me he hates me* -_-'' Thank you to you too.. Anyways! Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed! Stay Alive! Stay Active! God bless! and PEACE OUT!
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PoetryThis book , is a collection of poems I have made for a portion of my life. It's made with effort, that caused me my life to make. I enjoyed making this, so I hope you enjoy reading this too. Thank you<3
