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Jackson Labaugh Poem
As heat bursts around,
silence lets me ponder on,
where I left my phone.
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Jackson Labaugh Poem
Today I did stab,
an eraser so white, pure,
it did bleed blue ink.
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Jackson Labaugh Poem
This gray Apple Mac,
is it true that i use it,
or does it use me?
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Jackson Labaugh Poem
I was in the car,
swallowed up by pouring rain,
and all Hail broke loose.
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Jackson Labaugh Poem
The Mockingbird sits,
on a wooden chair singing
away its own death.
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Jackson Labaugh Poem
My alphabet soup,
it is getting very cold,
my microwave broke.
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Jackson Labaugh Poem
You let me down friend,
as your spring sprung and my life
flashed before my eyes.
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Jackson Labaugh Poem
It is true that I
in my years of life, never
seen such emptiness.
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