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Walrus Fatty Poem
Thoughts racing I cannot put my mind to rest,
Dressed in her dress I'd undress her if I could.
Her head rested on my chest,
My heart beating in unrest,
The cold chased away her love is my vest.
Sadly she sits in sorrow,
Attached to me I fill the hollow,
Like glass my eyes show sin,
Divinely she forgives,
Once lonely I am not alone,
By her alone,
I am happy.
In bliss,
I'm made ignorant by her beauty.
Copyright © Walrus Fatty | Year Posted 2014
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Walrus Fatty Poem
Her beauty shrouded,
Her personality hidden,
In crippling anxiety,
From which her depression is driven.
Her true self,
Only to be shown in flashes of happiness,
Small moments of laughter.
All the while,
She's so hard on herself,
Her emotions contagious,
Infecting me the more I see them.
It's ridiculous,
Emotions that are not mine,
Overwhelm me,
Her sadness drives me crazy,
And yet she suppresses them,
What is killing me,
Multiplied by a hundred,
Can only be seen,
After staring into her eyes
Copyright © Walrus Fatty | Year Posted 2014
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Walrus Fatty Poem
Leaves weep through the air,
Telling me stories of sadness,
Falling unto earth,
As I cry unto heaven.
Copyright © Walrus Fatty | Year Posted 2015
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