(This book is sadly coming to an end, but me writing poems is not.)
I don't understand
We have both seen
Where we have both been
Yet, we still judge each other
Sometimes on our colors
Or that-that other color has it better
And I realize that-that
These are reasons to oppose
But, we have both seen
Where we have both been
So, why don't we come together
Hold hand in hand
And end the reign
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Poems
PoetryA bunch of poem by me that are odd. And making odd poems is my job. Anything with this (*) near it you must read. It's a warning sign for something in the chapter or for the next one. Also, I don't know how to do tags.
