the petals fall
down on me
just to see the
the sudden tremor
of spring
but when we felt like this
it was so mysterious
the water came
like soldiers
running into the unknown
i feel like a small child
waiting on its mother to fly
like an exo-dus
they just trample
all of us
its the time
the time to be
expecting
the messi-ah
the boats were in
the mood to help
but the time was up
for everyone to go
he just came just to see
what was wrong with me
the ark was up
but no one
was on it
it was like my eyes were blinded
by all this destruction
i couldnt open em
twas just the end
just the end
Sunday, February 12, 2006
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hey. nice to see your blog.
thanks for stopping by mine and those words of wisdom
What Inspiration U have John Chetta. Well Done. Kya Bathe Hai. Cooooooooooooooooooooooooooool Chiller U r.
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