I am artistically unique.
I wonder when I will die.
I hear voices.
I see Flying Monkeys playing leap frog with Unicorns.
I want freedom.
I am artistically unique.
I pretend that no one exists.
I feel creative.
I touch anything airborn that is microscopic.
I worry about humanity.
I cry when death occurs.
I am artistically unique
I understand Spontaneous Human Combustion.
I say I am a human being.
I dream of anything that is current to what I feel.
I try to make it through life.
I hope fairness will hit people in the head one day.
I am artistically unique.
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heeey.
my school made usdo that kind of poem =D
are you one of my classmates or something?
and i somehow didnt know that?
lol
or didi know and i just forgot?
lol
XD
yea.
im weird.
haha