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What I thought would be a good weekend pretty much just turned to crap. An attempt at poetry I guess. Maybe that'll help the crying feeling I've got inside now.
Shifting lives
Turning points
All the lies
To which consort,
Are we done
Is this goodbye
We had our fun
But now we sigh,
It was bad timing
We can't deny
Through all this rhyming
Can't help but cry,
So now we wait
And see what's in store
But no more hate
Not anymore.
Sorry I can't be the one you want me to be. Sorry you think it's all messed up. Sorry life can't be what you expect. Sorry for the people and things around you that you don't like.
But mostly,
I'm sorry I was here to try for you.
 nangal · Sun Nov 16, 2008 @ 12:59am · 0 Comments |
