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Lauren Baldwin Poem
It's so rich.
It's so innocent.
It's so pure.
It's so pure in the sense that no one else has touched it.
Not one else has read it, not even me.
It's still in my mind.
A simple thought.
An idea.
A memory.
Before it hits paper, it's as real as it will ever be.
Leave it there.
Copyright © Lauren Baldwin | Year Posted 2011
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Lauren Baldwin Poem
Paco, my dog, was the best friend I have ever had.
My shadow.
My pillow.
He would mold to my every move.
Such a good "pet".
He would pretend to like long rides, just so he could come with me...and try to hide when
he got car sick.
Me and Paco went everywhere together, even to Petsmart.
But that wasn't really his thing, he didn't like to act like the other dogs.
He wanted to be like me, a human.
He didn't know any better.
Paco even smiled like a human.
I could swear he knew what I was talking about, because he always knew how I felt.
I guess I didn't even need to say how I felt, because he always knew, and he was always there.
He didn't care what I had on TV.
It didn't bother him when I had no money.
He didn't even care if I smelled like poo.
Heck! He would even sit with me while I pooped!
If that's not a friend, what is?
Miss my Diddy.
Copyright © Lauren Baldwin | Year Posted 2011
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Lauren Baldwin Poem
Maybe its just the weather.
I don't have to keep up with a sunny day today.
So I had extra time to think about it.
I had more time to think about what I could have done, so that it didn't have to happen.
I'm here.
Where are you?
Copyright © Lauren Baldwin | Year Posted 2011
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Lauren Baldwin Poem
Nothing is real except for yourself.
Everything else is just created and placed around you, by you.
The things you cant control are what make you who you are.
Copyright © Lauren Baldwin | Year Posted 2011
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Lauren Baldwin Poem
I didnt get what I wanted when I was little.
I didnt get what I wanted all the way through school.
I didnt know what I wanted to be when I got older.
No body ever listened to me, and I always got caught.
I think that the government is a good way to get what I want.
I make good money now and get to boss people around.
I am on a serious power trip.
I go to bed everynight thinking that Im doing a good thing, but have nightmares
about how I will be tortured in the after life.
Who am I?
Copyright © Lauren Baldwin | Year Posted 2011
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