Monday, March 23, 2009

Recess Files...

Moments of concentrated madness...
A diluted resolve of limited sturdiness...
And a flower does wilt...
And its scent does disappear...
Ghosts of years past rise and shake with willowy hands...
A house of frailty and dreams...
I am with fault...
Accept me as I am...
Cause I am not me any other way...

1 Comments:

Blogger Sadaff said...

YOU WRITE:D
yay.

9:17 AM  

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