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By- Lisa Benson
I kissed a girl
Wearing a cross
Around her neck
Her lips didnโt taste
Like church
But her hips
Felt like god
I wonder what
Her pastor would
Have thought
I wonder if that
Cross around her neck
Meant more to me
Than it does
To her
Learning Japanese again
lit a lemon-bright glow in my eyes.
Chill-bitten memories stirredโ
once buried deep
in the tunnels of my sight.
Chatgpt made this out of my poem
Learning Japanese again created a lemon bright glow in my eyes
The chill bitten memories came back to life
Which once were buried deep inside the tunnels of my sight
I remember seeing a child sitting alone
in a class full of students.
The classroomโs air felt hollow,
and I remembered the time I was just like him
wanting to vanish,
far from the distant murmur.
One thing that I have realized overtime is that if you want to make new friends then start doing some new activity, you would be alone in the beginning but as you move on you will realise you have made new friends who share the same hobby or work as you do
Eyes are sleepy, mind is tired,
Time is running out and the body has retired.
But there, in some corner of its heart,
There's a part that still wants to last.