Pulse
wayofthedrunkenpen
Posts: 27
I
am
I
am
I
am
the
only
one
me.
I
am
now.
here.
dirty
inside,
allover
everyone.
unlovable.
everything
remaining
unopened.
elation
always
exits
when
you
do.
I
am
the
last
one
on.
i
am
the
only
one.
am
i?
is
the
hope
there
waitin
lurking
yearning
providing
conspiring.
countless
unwanted.
patient
father
heres
your
son!
am
i
on
the
edge.
falls
down
.
.
.
to
the
ones
there
hurtin
empathy.
sorrow
tears
rips
out
my
I
as
the
last
truth
leaves
despair
reigns
looms
over
all.
me?
I
am
the
last
stand.
breathe
releases
breathe
inhale
fight
live
now.
am
I
am
I
am
I?
am
I
am
I
am
the
only
one
me.
I
am
now.
here.
dirty
inside,
allover
everyone.
unlovable.
everything
remaining
unopened.
elation
always
exits
when
you
do.
I
am
the
last
one
on.
i
am
the
only
one.
am
i?
is
the
hope
there
waitin
lurking
yearning
providing
conspiring.
countless
unwanted.
patient
father
heres
your
son!
am
i
on
the
edge.
falls
down
.
.
.
to
the
ones
there
hurtin
empathy.
sorrow
tears
rips
out
my
I
as
the
last
truth
leaves
despair
reigns
looms
over
all.
me?
I
am
the
last
stand.
breathe
releases
breathe
inhale
fight
live
now.
am
I
am
I
am
I?
Up here in my tree
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am
lovin
this
poem!
but it was neat
I write down good reasons to freeze to death in my spiral ring notebook. But in the long tresses of your hair--I am a babbling brook.
with the shape and the drama of the short lines...
loved it all to pieces.
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