Poems from T_C

I'm a human being, and I love to create.
Whoever's listening, hear my warning This isn't the time for ignoring Listen to all the hype There's poison in the pipes Racing through the...
There's something wrong with my head. I don't know what – Just that it's hurting. It doesn't usually feel so full That it's fit to bursting...
Who am I? Is that really the question? No, that can’t be. The real question is this: Who could I be?   Somedays I’m King Arthur, strong and...
We
Our meeting? How could I possibly describe it? In tones and words and emotions so fleeting That the memories of it would cry out for...
Are you mine? Will you be mine? I'm here all the time Watching tele Drinking wine Could you be mine? That'd be fine We'd have a grand...

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