Bleh
Most often i wonder, Very rarely I see,
My fore thoughts imprinted on a translucent leaf.
posted by Acetic Pill at 12:28 AM
Wednesday, May 02, 2012
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- Claustrophobic
1 Comments:
Our mind is like charcoal; Porous!
Thoughts seep into our mind.
We just need to abide.
Look at your eyes;
They have gone aside.
Are your ears open wide.
Why have you parked your mind aside,
or is it someone beside.
Wonder and blunder,
Did you miss the thunder?
Thought! Have you brought?
Did you sort?
May be you should retort.
Everyday is a brand New $tart.
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