Poems about Animals

I used to believe that my stuffed animals could come alive, But now I know it was just my imagination running wild.

My heart beats too My lungs can breathe I have arms and legs And eyes to see

Me

I was born the way I am So I'll be what I want in life there's only room for one me and it'll never be a strife

When's the last time you sold your soul? Let your ears become your eyes,

Hidden

Im shy at first

Let me introduce you to my enemy His name is fear, And he loves to be invoked By those who live their lives

So hey there!How're you?Well. Can I ask you a few questions?Well.I already have I suppose..But

I act tough I play rough Trying to be this girl is just not enough.

In my small bed I hear the sounds outside the door Girls screaming, boys being boys

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