yeah im bored..

my bad poem:
surprise shrub

I feel so surprise and crestfallen sometimes,
sometimes i want to strike my finger and die,
the shrub is so cool and sad,
the dirt sound like stars .

I feel so surprise and crestfallen ,
nobody understands my blue , streaky pain ,
I want to tease and sneeze in the rain
the shrub reminds me of feeling crestfallen , the dirt mock my anger ,

sometimes i want to strike my finger and die,
underneath the cool , hot sky


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