Boom Boom Boom
ha ha
what's that?
you laugh-
cover your face
so funny...funny.
you put your face in your hand.
I don't feel cold-
maybe I got a soul?
it doesn't feel cold to me.
She writes everything i say
ha ha
Don't touch the hair
No it just came out...
I know what a poem is
I hate the poem
a poem's misery, love, and blah, blah, blah
I don't like poems.
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