cluttering the net since 2001

bad score (poem)

Tuesday, Jul. 15, 2003
i'm treading lightening

wondering through the blue

a memory walks next to me

and then vanishes

everytime I think of you

its easier to forget those things

when I remember where it ended

the journey was a trip

I never found my ticket for

and now the last scar is the deepest

and I want more

reality was too much for then

but now I have it

without keeping

bad score

11:48 p.m. ::
prev :: next