Poems from colerains
By: Cole Rains
Burritos are great,
but tacos I hate,
I will throw it away,
if one lands on my plate.
Meat they call beaf,
unnaturally...
The cup that I see isn't half empty.
In fact I think that the cup, it has plenty!
... Ok, I lied its not even wet,
But it’s hard to cry...
Life is a crystal ball.
Round and clear almost invisible.
You can’t see a center,
only touch the edge,
which is almost perfectly hidden...
If we were to run away together I would take you to a place with green grass, large mountains and a river so we can wash away our past.
We...
I have a friend named dyslexia.
To be honest he is kind of a hassle.
He has a qroblem where he flips letters dackwards or ubside down...