These Grey skies,
Where the plump flies,
When the clouds cry,
I get spry,
Sadness I defy and deny,
The world might crucify,
Those who don't qualify,
But I won't petrified,
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Too Many Eccentricly Boring Poems, But Lovely Nonetheless
PoesiaI'll be posting my poems I write and/or have written. Love some feedback. I can always do better and might redux any that people think could be better. I hope you enjoy the poems.
Rain
These Grey skies,
Where the plump flies,
When the clouds cry,
I get spry,
Sadness I defy and deny,
The world might crucify,
Those who don't qualify,
But I won't petrified,
