Sorry I’m not good at anything

The petulant child swings her legs

Hanging from the darkened moon

Such childish things

Such loss of words to use

The silence whispers the shark and the snake’s words

Nothing

Nothing

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  1. pythoblack Avatar

    When the child grows up, she becomes good at what she thinks is important to her. No comparisons, just be good to yourself and be good at being yourself, and if that sounds like bullshit I’m sorry! Also, if you want to make me happy follow me.

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  2. pythoblack Avatar

    Oh and I cannot like negative and self-destructive crap.

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  3. pythoblack Avatar

    I mean, last year I wrote 30 posts about you, directed at you, or inspired by you. Most have been trashed.

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    1. Magic Mage Avatar

      That’s okay I’ve thrown out hundreds of poems. I know I read a few of those posts, they were very touching and insightful.

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  4. pythoblack Avatar

    Now the universe is out of balance, so I must do something to make YOU happy. Unless you have another suggestion, I shall pray for your health, happiness, strength and success. Or would that be too little?

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    1. Magic Mage Avatar

      No not at all that’s more than enough and I’ll be sending some good vibes back your way too.

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