Time at the zoo.
I blink as a zoo appears in front of me. Animals as far as the eye can see, none are unhappy. But there is an odd thing about this zoo I know realize. There is no visitors. Could this be my imagination? No, it is far too vivid. It must be the night, people are generally disinterested during dark hours. These animals have never been known to me before, almost as if they were from another world. Why don't I go and pet that furry ball? He looks so cute. This zoo makes my eyes water with pleasure. I must blink.
~ Darkness. Where are the animals? What is this place? Darkness. Oh right.
December 15, 2010
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[quote=Lasorbeams]Well this poem sure is a big improvement from last time! [/quote]
You didn't like my rhyme scheme? ;-;
Well this poem sure is a big improvement from last time!
I escape normal dullness by closing my eyes and seeing things I couldn't have ever imagined. Keep in mind, I am not asleep.
Go pet the furry ball, just do it, before the darkness comes!
omg tht furry bull is su kutt!
cool, i appreciate the poetry bro.