by Anonymous Oct 9, 2006
category :
Miscellaneous /
Misc. poems
Walk the streets and talk to these. Hear the trees and see the beats. Need to be so close to me that I can see what's real of me. It's gross to be so obsessively obsessed with me. But that's the way it is. Away with a kiss it left and is missed. Dismissed from this world was this wonderful girl. Very caring, it was necessary. Scary at first what's worse is it's bared and is there everyday. I seek and am dismayed by the decay of the city. What pity I have of the lost and the caring. Chocolate cake makes happy. For your sake stay happy. Bake the cake and take a break. I think it's safe to say let's wait, let's wait for a new day. |