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Another PoemCurrent mood: confused Views: 166
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This is poem i wrote last night after listening to Jimi Hendrix for two hours. comments would be appreciated, but be brutally honest
The Eyes
The Psycho is hiding
The room is dark
You don't know where to go
The eyes are watching
The clown is outside
The room is bright
You don't know how to laugh
The eyes are watching
The angel is on the roof
The room is shaking
You don't know how to pray
The eyes are watching
The junkie is in the kitchen
The room is empty
You don't know how to sleep
The eyes are watching
The nerd is at the door
The room is annoyed
You don't know how to talk
The eyes are watching
The ghost is in the wall
The room is quiet
You don't know how to scream
The eyes are smiling
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