Feelings float.
Everything encased.
There is no art -
no one has heart
only explosions losing face
(This poem had already been posted but its one of my favorites so I wanted to put it up again)
No Art
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Random poems and thoughts from the mind of Sam.
Feelings float.
Everything encased.
There is no art -
no one has heart
only explosions losing face
(This poem had already been posted but its one of my favorites so I wanted to put it up again)
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