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Happiness on a mountain, my dreams are on another
Making them meet, is like seeing through the eyes of Stevie Wonder
Even if you try a boulder, it’s like a shrug off the shoulder
Here’s a penny for your thoughts, but a hundred dollars wouldn’t matter
My view is that of two mounds of a breast, couldn’t get any better
Through the valley of death, will be my last letter
Slice through an onion and you’ll feel my tears
Even if you shake me with your spears
I quit with no fears

This poem was written/submitted by Dalisu.

Category: Sad Poems
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