Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Monday, February 2, 2009
Amusing Teen Drivel
I was flicking through an old notebook and found this poem I wrote years ago. I found it so entertaining I decided to share.
I reach out,
trying to find more,
more then this part,
this existence.
I only find myself,
all alone
and I discover how beautiful that is
I stand at the edge
and learn how to fly.
I reach out,
trying to find more,
more then this part,
this existence.
I only find myself,
all alone
and I discover how beautiful that is
I stand at the edge
and learn how to fly.
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