Written by Sarah A. W. Parish
There is nothing but a really dirty old paper that I am writing these words on.
I am nearly there where I want to be again but I am almost gone.
Every thing is like um... going to be okay... and there is really nothing going so wrong.
I am just here writing of a really lame old song,
And maybe eventually I will have to pay.
For all of the strange things that I will have to say.
Then that it is things will be going of this strange way.
Oh... Hi... Um hey.
What is up?
You pup?
About the Creator
Sarah Worley
I believe in symbiosis, and that there is a singular dominant God of the universe,
Also, the love poems are dedicated to my husband, and the rest are dedicated to my family!
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