Why? (rhyme)

by christin   Nov 13, 2007


The nigh of my high die
And I say good-bye
Why eye the pie instead
of the guy.

A lie I sigh with my cry
whereby I get no shuteye.
That brings me back to my high.
In the sky
I once again fly with the
firefly.
My supply is dry and
I can not rely to
get by.
So from my ally I buy.

In July I comply,
I will try to shy
But still I spy on the reply of
my deny

I ask myself WHY?

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