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The Bad Poet

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Thus, my collection of poems. Please read or take a look I promise my book is not empty My life is already shook I put my feelings all out there All open and out for you! Yet you could look at my description and go back to doing what you do Just a...

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by theinternetobsessed

by theinternetobsessed

I miss the way my room smells

I miss the way you looked

I miss the way I felt free

I miss the way we shook

I wonder how much long

I feel free again

I wonder how much pain

To endure from there to then

I want to feel a home

Not to live in a house

I want to live like I used to

I'm trapped in like a small mouse

I need the feeling of wonder

And the countless nights alone

With the music drumming in my hands

And the voices from heaven below

I hear my room emptying

No more countless nights

Not like home but more a house

I want to be at home