A poem of been there and done that. Reality is often a cruel reminder of the risk involved in getting a new movie from a super store and the producers should take this risk into consideration when remaking a movie from the past. Please enjoy as you relive the horrors i experience weekly.
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About the Author
Born in Texas and i have dirt reserved in Texas. I like my father, live in the solitude of my thoughts remaining trapped in my own head for my personal use. Upon his recent death and exploring his music and lyrics hidden away for generations in secret I realize others may have gained joy from his toils. Plagued by his same internal struggle to purge himself of these thoughts I realize I do not want to take them with me into the next life. So upon my fathers passing i avowed to write 1000 poems before i draw my last breath. To share with others my thoughts though sometimes twisted and skewed. Most importantly a since of freedom to be now what I should have been then, a clown of words. The only reward I seek through my writings is to create a smile upon your face and to wash away your cloudy days. So please join me on my journey of a promise made to him and myself to be more without restrictions placed upon us by society. Feel free to be positive about my writings and if you feel the need to be negative do what i do when i take a poop, flush the unwanted paper down the drain.