Poems from Unoriginal
There is a man whom I have known
he has knowledge that he shares
if you ask him the right question
he will answer you right there
He...
How are you?
No really. Tell me how you feel.
Don't tell me that you're fine,
if you're answer isn't real.
Why don't we open up?
Can't we...
I once knew a man
shrouded in mystery
he would type the night away
and give some knowlegde out for free
he exceled in C++
but had no lingo...
The stories we grow up with aren't always what they seem
if you took a step inside, you might find that it intrigues
only those who have an...
Sitting in a velvet chair,
by the foggy window.
It's a cold cloudy day
and I hear the wind blow.
Tapping my pencil
on the wooden desk,
tap...