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Poolza Jan 2019
My Morning Star
How bright you are!

You wake me from my never-ending slumber
My Shiny Morning Star

You help me get through the days of sorrow
My Helpful Morning Star

You make my mourning a little better
My Caring Morning Star

You tell me how I have to eat
My Blissful Morning Star

You tell me that I should go outside
My Worried Morning Star

You convince me to keep going forward
My Scared Morning Star

You tell me not to end it all
My Only Morning Star
Poolza Jan 2019
Everyday that passes by
I visit you
to say hi

My deep love for you
will never fade;
it'll always go through

Undying love for you will hang-on
I will love you always
Even if you're gone
Poolza Jan 2019
I love it when I go to school
Cuz I see you there
But, why are you so cruel?

Whenever I get close
You look at me, and
think I'm gross, I suppose

So I'll be your only friend
by taking care of the others
and show them their end

Now, the both of us
are together
forever
"I'll love you till the end"
:)
I see you
Poolza Jan 2019
Can I smell your hair?
If not, then I'll wait
Until you're sleeping and not awake

I love the sound of your voice
Can you scream for me
Can you make some noise?

If I get to taste your blood
I'll be so happy
that I'll make it flood
Poolza Jan 2019
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My flamingo, you inspire me to write.
How I hate the way you flap, flap and moo,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the grey emu.

Let me compare you to a pleasant prune?
You are more present, potable and plump.
Big sun heats the epic peaches of June,
And summertime has the odd donkey pump.

How do I hate you? Let me count the ways.
I hate your eyebrows, toe and attitude.
Thinking of your gripping toe fills my days.
My hate for you is the broad turpitude.

Now I must away with a hoary heart,
Remember my great words whilst we're apart.
This was from a poem gen.
Poolza Jan 2019
He has a knack
For not being back
Because he eats all his snacks
Thats why he gets a smack
On the crack
And the sac
While in the shack
I like to pac
I think I'm whack
Poolza Jan 2019
If I could travel back in time
When you were mine

I'd still be with you
And we can stare at the ocean's blue

I can love you again at last






But that's only in the past
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