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I Love You, But Go the Hell to Sleep By: A. M. Paulson It’s one in the morning I’m really tired And need to sleep. But my sweet little one You stay awake. Making so noise The walls do shake. So now I say Little one I love you But go the hell to sleep.
Tomorrow I need to go to work To earn money To keep life sunny. Can’t work well When exhausted. So my little one I love you But go the hell to sleep.
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I’m Back! By: A. M. Paulson Been too sick to write Due to illness and stress. Not fully better Cause there is still Loads of stress. But… I’m back! Time to write Time to once more Try to pass myself off as A poet that is not a poet.
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Must Write By: A. M. Paulson I wake up In middle of the night With an urge I got to purge. Creativity is surging Need to get a pen and start writing. Must write Gotta write Can’t sleep until all gone. Pen is moving Ink is flowing Word are coming Might turn into something Or be nothing. All I know is That I… Must write Gotta write Can’t sleep until it’s done.
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Keep Stitching By: A. M. Paulson To sew a thousand masks Seems like one of the more pointless tasks Yet that is my goal. Now facemasks and covering Are needed to prevent more suffering. I plan to give them all away. Now is the time for humanity to come together And not allow hatred to sever. We must keep each other happy and safe. So I will keep stitching Toward my goal I will keep going For there is not much else I can do.
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My Old Puppy By: A. M. Paulson When I was a younger Older than a child But not yet and adult, I went looking for a puppy. Preferably one very fluffy I found that puppy A mutt Who was a tiny runt.
Years past She got big. Always by my side For times Both good and bad. We shared joy When I was glad. She cheered me up When I was sad.
She is now old Way older Than many dogs I’ve met. When she passes It will hurt. For I will Always see her As a puppy Who was tiny Who was fluffy. She is My old puppy.
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Eye of the Hurricane By: A. M. Paulson Here I stand In the eye of the hurricane. Taking a breather During the storm. Knowing it will get worse Before things get better. Before I need to take shelter once again, I inhale the stillness and calm I absorb the silence I try to ignore the destruction For there will be more soon.
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Nightmares By: A. M. Paulson Like a creeping vine A nightmare can choke the joy From sleeping children.
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Too Much Noise By: A. M. Paulson My brain throbs As the sirens blare. The pain grows As vacuum cleaners roar. The pain become unbearable As car alarms blare. There is too much noise… I cannot run away Nor can I hide. I curl up in a fetal ball And wait for it to pass. But there is so much noise I may never escape.
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A Bit of Silliness By: A. M. Paulson Feeling down? Got a frown? I know just what you need. Now take heed… Many monkeys Juggling canaries While on one leg balancing On a giant onion ring. There’s your bit of silliness To help life be less hideous.
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Submitted By: A. M. Paulson Well I sent it… A piece of my creativity Sent to strangers Who don’t know me. I don’t know If they will like it Or reject it. Still I submitted… Now I just wait.
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Why Can’t We Dance? By: A. M. Paulson I hear elders say Dancing just for children. Adults need to think Of more important matters. I hear other elders say Dancing leads to sin So no one is allowed Or the world ends.
Elders why Why can’t we dance? Why is dancing bad? How can it hurt anyone? You have no answer? I’ll give you another chance. Why can’t we dance? Still silent…
Then the rest of us Will just refuse to listen And dance.
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Running Out of Time By: A. M. Paulson Only a few more weeks Until the aid So many like me need Disappears like the morning dew. Running out of time… Won’t be able to keep paying for Rent, Bills, Food, Gas, Clothes, Etc. Running out of time So trying to save The little not used. Unemployed due to others foolishness Soon to be left adrift By the same fools… Please vote this November So we can repay them in kind.   They need to know What it feels like To be Running out of time.
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The Heart By: A. M. Paulson It’s just a muscle. Without it we cannot live For the body needs the flow of blood.
What does it have to do with love? It releases no chemicals, It doesn’t affect the brain, It has nothing to do with mating.
The heart just pumps faster When one feels attraction or arousal. But it does the same When one feels scared or excited.
Who decided the heart Has anything to do with love? Human will never really know, But it is fun to think it so.
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Art It Out By: A. M. Paulson Oh God…. Just…just…oh God There are people who  really believe this? There are people who post this? There are people who share this? So…so…much hate So much bile Typed on a screen.
I’m so angry… I can’t rid the net of this. Can’t forget it. Need to fight. Grab paper, Grab pen, Grab brushes, Grab paint, Grab needle, Grab thread, Must get rid of the hate.
Make art To use as sword and shield. Make art To fight evil ideas Make art To kill bigotry. Make art To rally others. Make art To start a revolution.
United We can art it out!
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