Mar 08, 2005 05:09
Oaky, so I'm feeling creative. Here's a poem
The Day She Remembered
I treasure the day shes realizes it all
That everything might've helped, if she would've stood tall
she fell through and now she can't get up
she's anchored down with a metal trunk
the tree does'nt move it just sit's still
and the leaves fall on her, they are sharp, so they kill
and the state she was in, when it was going on
she has come to the conclusion it's all gone
There is no order to this pathetic rhyme
this poem is lost, it might be found in time
give it a little longer for it to be found
because it doesn't yell, it can't make a sound.
--------Cris
Alright, that's out of my system. So I'm actually seeling music now, kinda interesting. Promised Kalli a free Cd, hope she likes it. 2 more months, I'm fucking outta here.