My poems might be finished
For they were all filled with dread
My poems might be finished
For I no longer wish to be dead
My poems might be finished
For I am happy at last
My poems might be finished
For I am done with the past
My poems are finished
Unless I change
My poems might be finished
Unless I rearrange
Might I still be able to write?
Page after page?
My poems might not be finished
For they might just change
My poems might not be finished
For I have so much to say
My poems are not finished
For I am happy today
My poems are not finished
They are just changing from today
Changing the theme
From each and everyday
My poems will be happy
For once in my life
I am happy
No longer full of strife
My poems might be finished
For I no longer know
If I will be able to write
I might forget the flow
My poems are new
The old ones are gone
You can see me change
I am not gone
My poems are not finished
Yet they are
My old poems are finished
My new ones will go far
My poems will continue
For it is important to note
No matter how far you fall
You can still stay afloat
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A Real Book of Poems
PoetryThis is just a bunch of poems I have written. I own them all unless I state otherwise. Be warned that most of my poems are sad, I usually write them when I am depressed. I plan to publish these one day, and I have all of the originals and proof...
