Turning away from that which gives me life. It does not matter if I lose my leaves. It makes no difference if my color fades to black. For I am a weeping willow, Who has lost the will to weep.
~Written by me~
Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2014 4:07 pm
Yankee
Yankee Doodle went to town riding on a chicken. He went into a restaurant and came out finger lickin'. emotion_awesome
This one has bad language, so read at your own risk.
I cannot see I cannot pee I cannot chew I cannot screw Oh my god, what can I do? My memory shrinks My hearing stinks No sense of smell I look like hell My mood is bad - Can you tell? My body's drooping Have trouble pooping The Golden Years have come at last. The Golden Years can kiss my a**.
Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2014 6:47 pm
Ah, I like this! That last one was funny. xD
I really like the one you did. Weeping willows are my favorite tree, haha.
Oh my beloved belly button. The squidgy in my midriff mutton. Your mystery is such tricky stuff: Why are you so full of fluff?
~Google~
Hahaha, I love this one.
Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2014 12:58 am
Cinderful
Sunlight
Turning away from that which gives me life. It does not matter if I lose my leaves. It makes no difference if my color fades to black. For I am a weeping willow, Who has lost the will to weep.
~Written by me~
I think I may have posted already that I love Willows, probably because of my childhood fascination with the Disney story of Pocahontas... This is a lovely poem.
Like a burst. Unlike the usual social protocol. Which makes everything seem normal. It happened. Sure enough unintentional. For I am alone, and there is no one to fool.
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