Classic poem of the day
Have you ever watched the clowns at play,
White, red and black on circus day?
They're always very, very gay.
I wonder how they stay that way!
I'd like to be a clown,
Playing tricks around the town,
Turning somersaults and springs,
As if they were easy things,
Laughing morning, noon and night,
Being such a funny sight!
Do you think, then, I'd grow tired of fun,
Laughing so from sun to sun?
Or, when performances ......
Member poem of the day
You was in the right
to treat me like you did
song i sang into you
hand upon my face
if i thought i should've known
you had every right to feel that way
instead i left enraged
saw red not reason
i couldn't believe it
now i see it
you were angry, i lacked compassion
didn't try hard enough
all the fights where i didn't fight
and broken, you wondered why?
i thought y......
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