Non-Erotic PoetryA Mess of a BedroomA MESS OF A BEDROOM
A mess of a bedroom,
Lies in front.
A mess of turmoil,
Lies inside.
The bedroom,
Can be tidied.
The hurt,
I can hide.
The rubbish,
In the bin.
The rubbish,
In my head.
The bin,
Can be disposed of.
My thoughts,
Cannot be said.
The Image,
Of myself reflected.
The image,
Of myself for real.
The image reflected,
Will disappear.
The real image,
Has to be concealed.
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EVERY BEDROOM HAS A CLOSET
where skeltons try to hide, TK U MLJ LV NV
Oh Geee havn't you heard a little thing called oh I don't know???? CLEANING UP???????? The time for you to think this 'poem' up could have been betterspent cleaning your room.
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