I'm stuck in quicksand
I slowly sink
"I must not move"
So I think
"The more I move the more I sink."
"But if a stronger man I were
I'd surely crawl right out
But If I tried to toss and stir
I'd be swallowed about."
Should I sit and wait for the end?
Should I fight despite the loss?
Either way, I would descend.
Oh, to try or cut my loss?
If I only could withstand.
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Poetry Sucks: a poetry collection
PoesieA collection of poems written by a dingus who doesn't know how to write poetry. All of these are public domain so you can use 'em in your TikToks or on your MySpace pages. This mainly consists of: -Serious poetry -Vent poetry and, most importantly ...
