Verbal Poems.....
HOW DARE YOU CALL YOURSELF A POEM, A POEM IS A VERB DID YOU NOT KNOW. IT MUST MOVE YOU IN SOME FORM OF ACTION TO FEEL, TO LAUGH, TO CRY, OR JUST TO THINK.YOU MOVE NOTHING IN ME, NOT MY HEART THAT BLEEDS FOR MANKIND, NOR MY TEARS THAT FLOWS FROM MY EYES WHEN I SIGH. WHEN I LAUGH GOD KNOWS IT'S NOT REAL BECAUSE YOU NEVER LEARNED HOW TO MAKE ME FEEL.
I WOULD CRY FOR YOU WHEN YOU DIE IF AT ONCE YOU WERE ACTUALLY ALIVE. COME ON INSPIRE ME, DO SOMETHING MOVE ME WITH YOUR JOYS OF LAUGHTER AND YOUR TEARS OF PAIN, TELL ME ABOUT THE SOULS YOU SAVED AND WHY YOUR NOT THE SAME.
HOW DARE YOU CALL YOURSELF A POEM, A POEM IS A VERB IF YOU DIDN'T KNOW I'M NOT AFRAID TO TELL YOU SO, A POEM IS A VERB AND NOW YOU KNOW.
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