Flailing,
like a writer
who has quickly run out
of syllables! What should I do?!
Hang on...
Flailing,
like a writer
who has quickly run out
of syllables! What should I do?!
Hang on...
hang on
it wont last long
life does have its valleys
but it also has its great peaks
just wait
Last edited by Modest Me; March 29th, 2008 at 08:05 AM.
Just wait,
Soon comes the mist.
First fire, screams, but then mist;
And in mist, we'll sleep and be safe,
My dear.
Eeuuuu, creepy.
my dear
don't be upset
please try to understand
why we cannot be together
not now
Last edited by Modest Me; March 29th, 2008 at 08:05 AM.
oops i skipped a line didnt i?
ill fix that, lol
not now
time is precious
come back again later
perhaps i wont be so busy
werking
working
with steady hand
creating something that
I can be proud of enough to
give you
All my best thoughts were stolen by the ancients. Ralph Waldo Emerson
give you
encouragement
firm wind beneath tired wings
carrying shared weight upon strong
shoulders
shoulders
sagging beneath
the weight of the world, but
if only you knew it was just
a chip
All my best thoughts were stolen by the ancients. Ralph Waldo Emerson
a chip
a dint, a crack
rendered of defection
hidden second, oddment, remnant
buried
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