| petey's poetry |
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four march two-thousand and four The ticking clockbeats in my head A song I have never heard no one else hears __________________________ What is poetry besides beating around the bush starting a new line where it wouldn't normal start saying something but meaning something else What is poetry besides a loud noise BLARING silently a statement of contridiction a sentence of oxymorons What is poetry besides words in your head eating away at your soul.
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