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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I put some thought, random thought Into life Maybe I should take bigger bites instead of nibbling On it because it doesn’t seem to keep stretching after I reach the halfway mark Doesn’t matter now because the water is boiling and I can’t find A bigger pot to put this dead animal in I don’t really understand why we put dead animals into our mouths It tastes good but I still don’t understand A lot of things happen like that I watch the neighbor open the door and place a well worn box outside I remember him taking that in a couple months ago On my way in from the grocery store with some apples and peanut butter Not to sound too cliché But i feel we are all worn boxes waiting outside To see if when we are going to be picked up and taken to the next place That kind of thought belongs in a poem Things like these always belong in a poem Maybe I should say we are all like apples and peanut butter But those go together too well to be metaphor I don’t know what I’m trying to say but this is a poem Money evades me, it really likes to After it shines so brightly in my hand I never can seem to get enough I am Narcissistic enough to look in a mirror my mind is a mirror At times I only see myself and things start spinning Spinning spinning spin spin And my mind, once so sheer that it only reflects what I see, gets scratched Until it’s quite unclear and the reflection only shows hazy images It’s so quiet, just like knowledge My wisdom in a mirror 18 years young and I won’t pretend like I know what I’m talking about But this is a poem
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