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Monday, May 26, 2008


Stoopid baby poem that I feel the need to share.

Soft
Soft and sweet
Always a smile, always a seat.
A wall of soft bearing down
"Sweetie pie" It blocks my voice
I can't move around.
Fluff in my veins, flowing like bricks
Comfort in my sole
A dry heave, as the soft strangles me.
Like a child's toy I roll.
Clogging my body, making me still
Soft! Sweetie!!
Shut up, I feel I must kill
The fluff...
It shuts my eyes, it shuts my mouth
It shuts my heart
Alone in my house, a space
Enough room to strike
a match..
Burn, sweetie fluff
To the heat I latch
I've had enough. I've burned down
all of your stuff.
I'll never again
swallow your fluff
This poem sucks, It's a good thing no body comes by this site yet. o.o




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