Leary of the dreary
People shy away
Away, Into the unknown
I'm still here, not in the unknown, but the dreary.
Me? I'm Leary of not the dreary but of the unknown
Oh how the Leary of the Dreary are wrong!
The Leary let fear drag them towards the unknown.
Who's to say the Unknown isn't dreary?
They go away and I stay
Away, Dreary, Unknown
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Terrible Poetry But I Try
PoetryThe title says it all! This is all Copy Right by me as of 2018
