Poem

Oct 18, 2009 02:42




Forgotten boy sitting at the brink,
Drunk on a milkshake of joy and heartache,
Unlocked passion confused outside the lamp,
Tiptoeing quietly, heart feels a cramp,
Chasing silence, dressed in armour,
Time ticks by, delusions of grandeur,
How could a love so blind,
Not open their eyes at the perfect time?
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