I are a poet

[Broke 0]

I penned these last night... just though I would share.

Motivation:
The ability to keep plodding on
Even when you feel you're a sorry sod.
Move on motivate
Eventually you'll feel great.
Till eventually your worries will be long gone.

Pain:
Tendricles of Pain
Imbed my brain.
Out of my body is my heart,
To be dragged behind a cart.
I am full of disdain.

Sleep:
Should I sleep with her or no,
her warm body would comfort I know.
I don't want to be used,
or even abused.
Should I lay or should I go.

Hopeless
Abandon all hope yee who enter here,
Death grins smiling ear to ear.
Your body lain to waste,
It was a pitty your life was in haste.
Who knew death was so near

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Anvil Brother 84
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