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Zephyr-Wind13 — For Ki's Kids
Published: 2013-11-15 02:16:23 +0000 UTC; Views: 288; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 0
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Dreamkeepers live and love and die.I've seen it happen to all but I.
Naught can save me from my past.
But I don't want a solution fast.
Never forget the pain I caused.
Never forgive because all is lost.
Hearts beat to keep the love alive.
And Hearts can cry when the love has died.
So what if this poem is all but sad?
I like writing, it makes me glad.
A sick mind I am, my grin is scary.
I'm a demon, not some fucked up fairy.
Shadows melt and meld and ooze.
So what if I have me a little booze.
My humor's dry, my jokes are old.
If this were poker, fuck! I'd just fold.
What a silly poem, Ki.
You hate my rhymes? So what? I'll cry.
But not for real, no, that's just sad.
Pitiful, stupid, like a fashion fad.
This reminds me of Dr. Seuss.
A crazy man with a few screws loose.
But this poem is dark and dreary.
Lucky me, I'm not all teary.
Spick and span, the kitchen's fine.
But now I want to dine, dine, dine.
Eat my hashbrowns, booze as well.
Any day without booze is hell!
What a day, I think I'm done.
What? With rhyming?
Yep, I've had my fun.
Tomorrow's just another day.
Another day to get up and play.
A simple poem, dark and dreary.
I want you laughing, not sad and teary.
