how y'all guys doing tonight my poem is friends
this is nobody doing her daily check in
I'm ok today haven't had that much drama actually none at all today and that's great
now I still find myself in a room that the walls begin to move and sometimes I think that someone is going to come out of one of them a snatch me up what a joke
anyway I'm still waiting on that word I never heard I don't think I will hear my friends
my dogs are still a mess shit every where that little one can't teach her that she is shitty on the wrong end I put her out and that little bitch hold till she comes back in
my house is somewhat clean not saying it's all spotless just not dirty
I'm still bored to death staring out my open window with my blind eyes wishing I could see that dam tree that is trying to make me believe that it's a man standing there
the cool air is the best part of this weary day I love this time of year this is the best season of you ask for my opinion
you can feel the chill in the breeze that comes to blow away all the old make the earth feel fresh again .it's almost like the earth gets wiped clean as you sleep and when you rise you get to small something new every morning
now I know I need a hobby I just wonder if I'm to lazy to actually get up a search one I like ahh probably not no I'm wrong I definitely am
my head hurts just a bit but that for all the water I pumping right in my dam arm so I can't complain I guess
it's about time to fix some food and if you didn't know my inner being is a little far girl so anything to do with food and I'm the one that's there
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this is nobody I just wanted to fill you in later all my poem buddies
Angela Oaks
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