Why do we run?
We know our
Crimes will come.
Why don't we walk?
A chance to smell the
Roses and talk.
Why do I ask?
Why shouldn't I
Wonder how others last?
Why, why, why?
I refuse to tell
Those who lie.
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Book of Poetry 2
PoetryThis is more poems by my friend who made the poems from Book of Poetry. If you haven't read the first book yet, go check that out! Enjoy the continuation of Book of Poetry!
