Poems from Puppychow298

Life is like wallpaper. You can keep covering it up or tear it down and reveal the original layer.
A mass pool of children are labeled and mixed together All different cognitive thinkers, forced to pay attention To topics that don't...
Behind her grey eyes madness laid Her stockings dingy and dress torn She was the widowed maid A look on her face said she wasn’t forlorn...
The fog of my breath leaves a whimper in the air The days merge to weeks as I wait to be found Bound by the restraints of my condescending...
I smell the savory cardboard box From across the room.. The corrupt power of marketing  Sweet, elastic rubber tickles My senses as I...
Take an excursion to a place unknown to your heart Whether it be nostalgic or virgin land Even if one is shrewd or facetious, we all enjoy...