Why die my guy
You see they can't
Die
I want to care about the cicadas,
Welcoming their gentle scream.
I caught one in a box
And threw it away.
I want to listen to the owls.
Hear them loudly mating
I want the darkest part,
To take you with me.
I want your affection
To be more than just attention
Right now this here is all about me
Simply put that waking up is tragic.
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Author:
Dent Moses (
Offline) - Published: August 13th, 2017 10:43
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Comments1
I like your poem Dent, well written!
At my age I cannot agree with your last line though, for me waking up is a godsend....I am still alive! 🙂
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