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There once was a boy named Jerry Who loved to eat cheese and berries He picked from a tree And was full of glee That the berries were not harry Jerry went back home today So that he could share at the bay He met with some pals... (more »)

Today we will take off our shoes. We will laugh at the little things. We will blow bubbles and draw rainbows, because today our skies are blue. Today, you will just be you. We won't care what what we look like, because no one else... (more »)

With blossoms in her hair And a mask upon her face She's the smiling face of happiness But this is a mistake Because the face you hide becomes you And she becomes all drenched in tears Because beneath the masks and makeup Is the her... (more »)

The beating of my broken heart, now chained and locked away, I hear much louder, through the night, than words we never say. As hollow kisses turn to dust and fall against my skin, I pray that I might find the strength to fall in love again.... (more »)

Who is Moore to measure poets but a half? What sorrowful flaw mixes poetry with math? If it doesn’t mix in with the classical norm, Nor embraces the free verse storm, Does it mean it has no place? Because it lacks a voice, Does it... (more »)

I moved through over a decade Of ceaseless, senseless masquerade So successful was my charade No friend ever saw through my façade I have contrived a mask That is derived from fear A curtain of obscurities Hiding all my insecurities... (more »)

Thoughts are mistaken for many plots. When you think, others think not. Ideas are tarnished as you soliloquize. Eccentric as you know it, you realize; Cynical but sweet gestures relax your mind and interpreting language that does not rhyme.... (more »)

There was a naughty grownup named Syd, But he always acted like a kid. See he went and quit his job To commit bank-jobs with Rob But that don't compare to what HE DID! (more »)

Good authors are like beautiful trees, pummeled by wind and brought to their knees, blistering cold shutting them down; gold, tattered leaves a humble crown. But some writers live life covered up, unhindered, unchanged, as they start to... (more »)

God is? Father mother teacher punisher big brother preacher? I will? Love serve worship adore revere Respect exalt attend obey learn fear We say God gives cause for everything We think God has purpose for the crying Kids die because God... (more »)