...a poem written my Meghan.
*ahem*
walking along,
singing a song.
Oh look some prongs!
*gets stabbed in the eye*
ARE WE DEAD YET?
Got pain in the eyes,
well, im not surprised.
Want to scream and cus,
Ahh its a bus!!!
ARE WE DEAD YET?
Flying over bridge
far, far to go...
Ow *splat*
Were now on the road.
ARE WE DEAD YET?
Crazy guy helping us up,
as we say whats up?
Now hes starting to run,
s**t hes got a gun BOOM! AH!
ARE WE DEAD YET?
Weve found a place,
that sells defences like mace,
friend climbing the fence higher and higher.
Hold on wait, dude thatst razor wire *split*
WELL, IM NOT DEAD YET. *sigh*
*falling sign cuts him in half*
OKAY, NOW I AM.
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What am I thinking, or what happened on a specific day. How am I feeling, and a bunch of random things that circle throughout my head.
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i like it...