Recess Files... Contd...
Maybe I was too fast...
Running with all the speed of slow...
Emptiness in tow...
Feelings left at the gate...
Rummaging through my bag...
All this time at my feet... I drag...
No matter how far...
I won't escape...
My own treason... my own fate...
Running with all the speed of slow...
Emptiness in tow...
Feelings left at the gate...
Rummaging through my bag...
All this time at my feet... I drag...
No matter how far...
I won't escape...
My own treason... my own fate...
posted by Ozair at 7:17 PM
2 Comments:
hmmm... you've always been good with poetry... but you've improved tons... have you been reading some? In fact, what have you been reading?
It'd take me such an effort to come up with something half ass...
you're a natural ozz...
:D
Cheers
M.
Sometimes, tears say all that can be said, and understanding comes only with time.
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