| cosmic_soiree ( @ 2006-01-28 20:14:00 |
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| Current music: | Phil Collins - Mama |
new poetry
Yeah, I know... the short excuse is: I'm just too lazy.
Negligence
The abandoned deserter is smitten,
Restless but not moving on
Trapped in a riddle she's written,
Lost in a maze she's drawn
She's in love with a boy who doesn't exist
Days turn into weeks and months to years,
Filling out her days with emptiness,
On a quicksand path, escaping her fears.