How and when, all the crazy Nonstop flying like Strings like Rain Came from the old Tired and worn out Disappointing roof of mine My head is dizzy, Can`t my body stop shaking severely While I am wrapped While I am taken away While I am dragged into reality By the Iron Man of life?
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You are the life of the party darling! Your poem is a gem.
It is precious. You are precious.
Cafe