Tiny poem collage And A/N

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When I grow up~•|•|•|•|•~

My dreams don't haunt me if I controll them

I guess that''s why i prefer my mind over my reality

I have dreams of riding in the wild breeze,

Making my life into great speads

Unusual Jems~•|•|•|•|•~

Dont you ever wonder?

How other minds are set

Like different jems, each glowing its own glow

Other beauties -not from the frame

Oh the art of other human thoughts

I want to see each masterpiece, even unfinished

But I want to know whats inside the unpopular ones

Because I think that they're the special ones instead of all the copy-cats

~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ A/N

Hay, these are probably the last two poems of the month and for a few weeks

I'll be updating my new story ' unmarked pursuit : nine lives'

Thanks

~A

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