i know this poem sucks so dont say anything

Feb 23, 2004 13:13

A QUESTION FOR LOVE

TIME BEING LOST ONLY TO GROW

LESSONS BEING LEARNED TO ACCOMPLISH ONE GOAL

LOVE GROWING MORE MINUTE BY MINUTE

LOOSING MY VICKY TO EVERY SECOND TO SECOND

A LIFE WITHOUT HER I STILL CAN'T SEE

AS I SINK FARTHER AND FARTHER BENEATH THE SEA

I LOOK TO THE SKY AND I SEE HOPE

I LOOK AT MYSELF, WHY CAN'T I COPE

(MAYBE I SHOULD START SNORTING COKE)

AS WE GET STRONGER DAY BY DAY

I WILL BEGIN TO LOOSE HER LIKE A NEEDLE IN A STACK OF HAY

WHERE IS GOD NOW

WHERE WAS GOD THEN

HOW DO I GET MY VICKY BACK AGAIN
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