Lonely,standing over everything below
Surrounded, by nothing but clouds
in the air, a depressing silence creeps
the clouds seem to be drooping
Almost as much as me
The cold wind whistles
my thoughts are very slow
nothing is making sense
why am I here, and how
Darkness is slowly approaching
Wandering the clouds, who don't understand
why I am sad,
wearily scanning the area around me
tired of this boring place,when can i leave...
I know, now.
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ReplyDeleteYou are soooo weird Connnor. No one will be able to read that! ;-)
ReplyDeleteYeah thanks connor. to read it I had to change the font. thanks for making it difficult
ReplyDeleteeven though it was difficult to read, i liked it. it was surprisingly deep for connnor...hmmm
ReplyDeleteConnor nice poem i can read wingdings you know.
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ReplyDeleteI translated the poem for u connor
ReplyDeletewow conner...i hope that you realized no one can read this except for willis but willis can read anything
ReplyDeletegreat poem connor. i had to paste it into microsoft office and change it to read it, but great
ReplyDeleteOH GOD THIS SUCKS ASS!!!
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