Words,
From different worlds,
Making people stay,
And fly away.
Words,
They're becoming absurd,
Will they stop,
Or just drop?
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One day
PoetryI dug myself a hole down around 6 feet deep and pulled the dirt down on top of me wishing I could sleep. I let the darkness fill around me and I started to close my eyes when A soft voice spoke down inside of me and whispered, "child rise!" ...
words
Words,
From different worlds,
Making people stay,
And fly away.
Words,
They're becoming absurd,
Will they stop,
Or just drop?
