Samantha Pearson Poems

All they have are the I's, the my's, but never the why's
They let lies drip like flies from their sewn button eyes
They stitch hate and pleat fate through cloth alibis
Take their fill from your till of crushed cotton dyes
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So
Uh
Hi
Hello
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I built my nest
On nothingness
No rest
No rest
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Hey fellow writers of things
From poetry to prose
To all the betwixt and in between~
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Thank you for coming to see me today
For listening to what I have to say

I have the most wonderful news
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Click clack
Whiplash
Head thrown
Snapped back
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Dusk
Glow
Stop and go
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