I wander amongst
The little instances of clouds in my cupful
of life to find a weary little
moss covered
rock
sitting forever
and not fading away like the sugar coated floating white
lies
and as I walk away
I smile to myself
relishing this teaspoon of a rock in hopes
of finding it right where I left it upon my return.
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
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:O
go stay in my car for the night
i'll bring you morning tea.
awww. failed poem :P
I can give u biscuits if u do what Limpidus is sayin :D
:O That is...something.
I LIKE IT.
Oh, Im Sam btw. HOLAA, TO YOU.
Hello Sam.
Thank you.
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