No no no no no.
Long there I stood with Simon
Wondering and fearing more than before
A world beyond my very own,
Thinner than a strand of copper and gold.
Excuse me muah,
Excuse you mom,
For I am fearing more than before
Dreams I never dared to dream before.
Long there I stood with Simon
Imagining horrific faces,
And seeing mountains of ashes,
Thinner than a strand of copper and gold.
Look at your face,
Do you want to know?
What happened to you way before?
Excuse my words,
Excuse me yah,
For I am thicker than your own red gore.
Look at you,
Excuse you,
You look way thinner than before
So I guess you aren't real gold,
If you are that cold.
No no no no no.
The fear I have taken,
Is worth it than before,
Dear ol Simon isn't worth a coin.
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Poetry"The universe kissed the stars, who birthed a galaxy of new beginnings." The only way to express beautiful and cynical thoughts is through the delightful invention of simple, and yet complex, poetry. My poems never end, have no defined theme and st...
