Boris Barron Poems

A bird in the sky
as small as a fly
has nuthing to say
yet I hear a wisper
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I sit in my room
Like I hide from the dark
scared and in pain
threw the lifeless dark
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Happiness is an experession
that is shown by love and compretion
a wonderfull feeling that never ends
or a feeling of freedom that sees use atlast
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A light within in a person
Is the kindest part of all
it is to prove to other people what this person is made of
it could be bad it could it be evil
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Live up to your dream
cause people are watching
this little old thing
can be such a tragic
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The bight fresh air
The nice cold breeze
the stars above
as they look with ease
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its soso hot
Im burning up
Ill cool right off
with this nice cold chunk
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I walk my dog
one morning one day
with nuthing too see
but an old mist of grey
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Im the devil of the century
Unless its me I want no misary
you have no choice so bow down to me
cause Im the devil of the century
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People tell me Im mortal
but people will see
Im alive today
and so for eternity
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