Am seriously still trying to figure out what this blog is all about or why, but please go ahead and look around. Coffee strongly recommended while you at it.
Friday, August 27, 2010
A Cry and a Laugh
A poet does not know depression
Only but cries when he sees a flower
And if you hear one cry
“I am lost for words!”
Quick! Run,
Greatest you are if you find them
And make ‘em your own.
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