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Trippy Dreams

 

I float like zero gravity

Drop down like pennies

When I hit the ground

They call me human concrete

When I go to sleep

My pillows hug my head

I called my a pillow a creep

She responds” You could’ve been dead”

I heard a boom out my window

When I looked out

There were two exaggerating  crying cars

I asked what’s wrong?

They yelled to me…

“ Crash game too strong”

I told them “you’re two big babies “

One said

“I’m not what I see”

I asked” what does that mean?”

The other car said

“ You’re the real big baby!”

I Woke up this morning

And reawlized

This was nothing but a dream

Similar to Martin Luther King

When he wanted people

To come together as a team.

By: D.S.

This poem makes me...
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