Toucan 2.0

some odd poemI was born in the big city and now live a small town, Waiting for the day that I will be gone from this horrid place, To a place that is warm and humid, To a place that is sunny and nice, To a place with people who are friendly, To a place where my love one lies.some odd poem
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There was a monster in my bed.
We french kissed on a subway train...
He tore my clothes right off
He ate my heart, and then he ate my brain...
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Inspiration is something that comes from your dreams.
Dreams is something that comes from your Life.
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