bulub

Feb 10, 2006 16:13

deteriorating fast
nothing lasts.
obsession at the root
but i only act the mute.
give me chaos,
give me vigour.
if you've got the guts then,
i've got the glitter.
waiting, waiting,
constantly contemplating,
when i should be creating,
why the endless waiting?
and every time i yelp
a new person comes to help
and i know that i should thank-you
but i guess i'm prone to hate-you
its too easy just to make-do
when your dreams are overdue.
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