Poetry Land

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I live in a place called poetry land

No need to cut or cry

I live in a place called poetry land

Where pigs grow wings and fly

I live in a place called poetry land

No need to remember my past

I live in a place called poetry land

Never considered an outcast

I live in a place called poetry land

No longer invisible or see through

I live in a place called poetry land

Where dreams are made to pursue

I live in a place called poetry land

No one judges or complains

I live in a place called poetry land

No more piercing pains

I live in a place called poetry land

Bad memories fade to ash

I live in a place called poetry land

Times is but a flash

I live in a place called poetry land

I walk in lighter shoes

I live in a place called poetry land

Where I no longer need to use

I live in a place called poetry land

No more emotional abuse

I live in a place called poetry land

Where I don’t have to recluse

I live in a place called poetry land

Everything’s made for me

I live in a place called poetry land

Where clouds are pink as the sea

I live in a place called poetry land

Rivers run in ravines

I live in a place called poetry land

It is welcome to all teens

I live in a place called poetry land

Love blossoms from the earth

I live in a place called poetry land

Everyone has their own special worth

I live in a place called poetry land

Hope and wonder awaits

I live in a place called poetry land

There’s always open gates

I live in a place called poetry land

The place where you never say never

I live in a place called poetry land

I wish to live here forever

  • Author: Rob (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 3rd, 2010 19:29
  • Category: Surrealist
  • Views: 27
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  • ChyChyBaby

    Wow. Stunning, I just got through reading your message, and i replied.
    Im gald you did make a poem about poetry land.
    Very amazing dear.
    Hope everything gets better for you Rob.

    Your friends,
    Chy(:



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